Kingdom feat. Vince Staples

歌詞

Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh (Ahh's) Second row of the church with my hood on My homie used to rap he was about to get put on At his funeral listening to this church song His family yelling and screaming, I hurt for 'em A cold world that's why we pack heaters Listening to this preacher as he's trying to reach us Imma need to go back, I gots to get 'em Back and forth in these streets, that's the rhythm Revenge is supposed to be the lord's but I use my own accord When I see them on the porch cost my man his life I can't afford not to hit 'em Shots ripping through his True Religion denim These streets is my religion I stood over him, his life is over then Now these keys got me locked up with older men Thought these was the keys for me to roll a Benz They ended up being the keys for my life to end Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh And the streets say (Ahh's) And the people say (Ahh's) And we all say (Ahh's) And the streets say (Ahh's) And the people say (Ahh's) And we all say (Ahh's) My money ain't straight My fam ain't straight Ain't wanna push keys Heaven couldn't wait I was hurtin' couldn't get no work You created me from dust That's why I did dirt You said that the last shall be first Now I'm in a hearse what's this cash really worth My whole life I had to worry about eatin' I ain't had time to think about what I believe in When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gonna come I'm comin' back like the prodigal son And I got a son And I don't want my ways following him And the streets swallowing him And I don't want no hollows in him His mama say she see his father in him Hope it's the good things 'Till life is over is when I understood things Standin' at the gates 'cause I know you forgiven What I done I'm your son Do I have the keys to get in Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh Vince: Sweet lord Jesus Tell the polices To let a n**** breathe My sinning father's seed gotta send me by the sea See my n***** tryin' to eat Eat whatever's on your plate Save some for me The worst things in life come sittin' six feet Tryna hop the gate to heaven 'Cause I couldn't get a key But these n*****play for keeps And I gotta hold my own Tryna'watch my back 'Cause these stripes ain't free We still wadin' in the water Cocaine blunts marinating in the water Lena took a puff and then she gave it to my father Used to take the bullets out so I can play with the revolver Satan serenadin' ever since I was a toddler Tell them talk is cheap N**** livin' for a dollar so in God we trust Leave the praying to my mamma do Another M*****F**** out of control just walking my soles Roll little with the abused they wasn't fo sho I promise every pistol was used See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the news Broad day bare-faced given n***** the blues N***** who you? They know me on the streets where I grew If you ain't from around here you get gunned down here Make the best from the least on a quest for the keys to the kingdom Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh And the streets say (Ahh's) And the people say (Ahh's) And we all say (Ahh's) And the streets say (Ahh's) And the people say (Ahh's) And we all say (Ahh's) (x3)