Kingdom (Explicit)

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

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 tryna reach us

I'mma 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 seen him on the porch

Cost my man his life

I can't afford not to hit him

Shots ripping through his True Religion denim

These streets was 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

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

My money ain't straight

My fam ain't straight

Ain't wanna push kis

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 have time to think about what I believe in

When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come

I'm coming back like the Prodigal Son

And I got a son

And I don't want my waves following him

The streets swallowing him

And I don't want no hollows in him

His momma said she see his father in him

Hope it's the good things

Til life was over is when I understood things

Standing at the gates

Cause I know you've forgiven what I've 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

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

We still wading in the water

Coc*ine blunts marinating in the water

Lean and took a puff and

Then she gave it to my father

Used to take the bullets out

So I could play with the revolver

Satan serenading ever since I was a toddler

Tell em talk is cheap

Niggas living for the dollar

So in God we trust

Leave the praying to my momma though

Another motherf**ker out of control

Just walking my soles low

Lit up with the abuse they wasn't for show

I promise every pistol was used

See I was waking up afraid to

See my name on the news

Broad day been phased giving niggas the blues

Ni**a 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 the quest for them keys

To the kingdom

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Help me get get the keys to the kingdom

Ooh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh

Ah yes my Lord Ah Oh