Fleaux - (Gone With) The Wind lyrics

[Verse 1 - Devin Loveloss] Pressure on my mind so I'm tryna relax Pop a couple pills to take my mind off all that Take a few puffs until my eyes fall back Sip the Hypnotiq, mix it with the Cognac Green Hulk monster, go hard in the paint Decorated soldier, got stars in his rank Devin Loveloss thuggin with the young deuce My favorite fingers are the ones in middle saying “f** you” These b**hes all the same, tryna get a shoulder rub But they can s** a n***a dick before a n***a show them love Pa** them to the crew before a n***a give them cuffs Strike one, strike two, I think it's time to switch it up Sade flow, call me smooth operator Living lifestyles as a true regulator Shooting three pointers, living life above the rim Fade away with my jumper then I'm gone with the wind [Hook - Fleaux] Gone with the wind, gone with the wind So you ain't gotta ask what zone I am in (4x) [Verse 2 - Fleaux] Rapid thoughts on my mind so I'm tryna relax Tell Money get fly, take my mind off all that I got too many goals man I can't fall back But I gotta play it smart, be patient, all that I just wanna eat, have my team all fed Relieved of all problems, relieved of all debt I hope for you the same cause we all feel the pain When the people that we love are really living off of bread Hard working people ain't treated equally Some get the benefits, some get the stress Tryna see green so we're smoking on sess Wanna get high scores as we're taking life's tests Flow like water, smooth when I move Chunk up the deuce when you see me come thru And you can call me “blood”, or you can call me “cuz” At the end of the day man I say we're all kin So I'm gone with the wind [Hook] [Verse 3 - PRJR] I'm sippin while I think I'm writing life on a piece of paper, money is my dank, the greener things Most people don't understand the way I move, the swing of things I grind harder than railroads, you need the train I picture my life, making music, need a frame So when I grow old, see what I obtained Yeayaa, what I gained The media will tell a shortie to give you head I tell the youth to use their brains Uh, real sh**, these fools is ignorant, it's cool I aim for the positive, you aim toward your shoes It puts me in a different category than you I'm PRJR, still speaking the truth I'm stuck in my roots, why would I lie? If I'm stuck in my roots.. So as I grow, don't be surprised if I blow The music is my high, in the wind I float [Hook]