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t-bruin - the wind lyrics

“the wind”

verse 1

stand for something or fall for anything
follow the leader i blow in the wind
we need to focus again
i couldn’t ball in the hood
they wouldn’t build me a gym
so i picked up the pen
like say h-llo to my little friend
yeah the flow potent again
all the hoes hoping i win
rocking the boat knowing im floating on this ocean of sin
denise the menses d-gg-ng theses b-tches like doberments
and the critics is so convinced
i need sp-ce just so i can vent
hennessy got me coastin’
that sour got two for ten
tell a n-gga roll it and light it
then roll it and light it again
thats two of my vices
but i got several im puttin in
like wait till we puttin on
this wack sh-t get put to an end
so where my profit
sh-t im just tryna eat
you can keep your trending topic
b-tch i got it planned it scanned it
you ain’t expect this from no bandit
got dammit doin damage now bleu dope is causing panic
granted that we been grinding sittin’ patiently waitin
im bout to black like a haitian
if i ain’t the conversation
you ain’t talkin’ bout sh-t then
abort mission you give her change i make her change positions

hook

i am the wind
drifting’ off with the breeze
blowing trees
i am the wind
yea im the wind cool as a breeze
im blowing trees
im the wind
now watch me win

i remember tokens in my pocket
i was marta bus riding
monthly card swiping
before receiving my license
my digits was down and under
i use to sit back and wonder
when ima be countin’ cash
sh-t i ain’t gettin’ no younger
gotta control my hunger
greed can be a curse
tryna get fresh to death
and end up in back of a he-rs-
you know whats worst
you super broke they call yo number
so know im in control on a roll like b-tter
got this hole in one flow im tiger with my putter
for the bread i get raw like f-ckin with no rubber
excuse my french im just speaking how i feel
and you call it talkin sh-t i call it keeping it real
ain’t nothing change b-tch i been about my money
since gerber baby food super cool in my onesies
leading a pack of rugrats like my name was tommy
vacations in the sand getting served no volleys

hook repeat x 2

now watch me blow
sit back and watch me blow
b-tch im the wind

repeat x 1

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