Like the (Like the wind) God take (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away) the wind, like the wind blow (Yes)
Yea, uh, from 80 school street to way across Cats knew how I got down 'cause got around I was that kid with no gun and no mask Catch a nigga out the door slippin', yo ass
laugh much 'cause I didn't have much Life was a stick, half gas, half clutch Meaning half good and bad It was good if I a good vic, if I didn't, I was bad
Took it out on my regulars, I come And if was broke, I took watches and sneakers Went to jail a few times but didn't stop me All it taught me was, how not to be
An older cat robbed me when I was ten If anybody wanted to help, they did it then But they didn't and all it did was release the So I'ma on whatever I come across in the streets
the wind (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) Blown (Will be away)
the wind (Like the wind) Like the wind, (Like the wind)
I had a "S" on my chest, the vest Did robberies with cats and robbed the rest Other times, I came through with me and my dog We'd out the whole fuckin' block 'cause we went hard
I bag some niggaz I knew and some niggaz I I ain't a either way, it was no bullshittin' I'm a cruddy out to get money And a couple of slugs is the thing anybody took from me
Run up on a cat like, put it in his left ear Give up the money, the jewelry or get left Keep thinking it's a game and play, get popped See how fun you having, when your heart be stopped
'em down, open up shop, blow off a nigga top Somebody call the cops, but too late I'm a hit you in the face And will kill you will be somethin' that you ate
the wind (Like the wind) God take (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
Like the (Like the wind) Like the wind, (Like the wind)
If pain is love, why my pain with drugs? Choke off and sell attics coke for days Same clothes, no soap to And I got a gun on my hip for your open grave
We used to get robbery Until my man got killed for his whip on robbery shit Then I switched to the and started sellin' crack But I pull a steel and put a shell up in ya back
I feel all my life, I was held up in a trap Like if I go to heaven, maybe hell will want me But all I really is [Incomprehensible] And a bitch sitting with a head up in my lap
But since no doe, spin And my pant's hole got within, I got to fold 'em in It's obvious, I live in a of sin I wish I could up the doors and let 'em blow at the wind
Like the wind God will All my sins, blown Like the wind, like the blown Like the wind, the wind, like the wind blown