Like the (Like the wind) God take (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away) Like the wind, like the wind (Yes)
Yea, uh, from 80 school to way across town 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
Didn't laugh much 'cause I have much Life was a stick, half gas, half clutch half good and half bad It was good if I caught a vic, if I didn't, I was bad
Took it out on my regulars, I through And if niggaz was broke, I took watches and to jail a few times but that didn't stop me All it me was, how not to be sloppy
An cat robbed me when I was like ten If wanted to help, they should've did it then But they didn't and all it did was release the So I'ma feast on whatever I across in the streets
the wind (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
Like the (Like the wind) the wind, blown (Like the wind)
I had a "S" on my chest, fuck the Did with some cats and robbed the rest Other times, I came with just me and my dog clear out the whole fuckin' block 'cause we went hard
I bag some niggaz I and some niggaz I didn't I ain't a either way, it was no bullshittin' I'm a cruddy out to get money And a of slugs is the only 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 here Keep thinking it's a game and play, let's get See how much fun you having, when your heart be
'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 will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
the wind (Like the wind) Like the wind, (Like the wind)
If pain is love, why my pain with drugs? off haze and sell attics coke for days Same clothes, no soap to And I still got a gun on my hip for your grave
We used to get vics Until my man got killed for his whip on some shit Then I switched to the weed and sellin' crack But I will pull a steel and put a up in ya back
I like all my life, I was held up in a trap Like if I go to heaven, maybe will want me back But all I really want is And a model bitch sitting a head up in my lap
But since no doe, don't And my pant's got hole within, I got to fold 'em in obvious, I live in a house of sin I wish I could up the doors and let 'em blow at the wind
Like the wind God take All my sins, away Like the wind, like the wind Like the wind, the wind, like the wind blown