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COMMON lyrics : "Kingdom"

ft. Vince Staples

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 â??em

A cold world thatâ??s why we pack heaters
Listening to this preacher as he tryna reach us
Iâ??mma need to go back, I gots to get â??em

Back and forth in these streets, thatâ??s the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the Lordâ??s but I use my own accord
When I seen him on the porch, cost my man his life, I canâ??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 (yeah)
Ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah)

Ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the streets say)

(And the people say)
(And we all say)
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh

(And the streets say)
(And the people say)
(And we all say)

My money ainâ??t straight, my fam ainâ??t straight
Ainâ??t wanna push kis, heaven couldnâ??t wait
I was hurtinâ??, couldnâ??t get no work

You created me from dust, thatâ??s why I did dirt
You said that the last shall be first
Now Iâ??m in a hearse, whatâ??s this cash really worth?

My whole life I had to worry about eatinâ??
I ainâ??t have time to think about what I believe in
When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gonâ?? come?

Iâ??m coming back like the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I donâ??t want my waves following him, the streets swallowing him
And I donâ??t want no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him

Hope itâ??s the good things, â??til life was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates â??cause I know youâ??ve forgiven what Iâ??ve done
Iâ??m your son, do I have the keys to get in?

Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah)
Ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah)

Ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the streets say)

(And the people say)
(And we all say)
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh

(And the streets say)
(And the people say)
(And we all say)

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a ^!$$% breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the seas
See my ^!$$%s tryna eat, eat whateverâ??s on your plate

Save some for me, the worst things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to heaven â??cause I couldnâ??t get a key
But these ^!$$%s play for keeps and I gotta hold my own

Tryna watch my back â??cause these stripes ainâ??t free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, 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 â??em talk is cheap, ^!$$%s living for the dollar

So in God we trust, leave the praying to my momma though
Another mother$#&@er out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasnâ??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 ^!$$%s the blues

^!$$% who you? They know me on the streets where I grew
If you ainâ??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 (yeah)

Ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah)
Ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the streets say)

(And the people say)
(And we all say)
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the streets say)
(And the people say)

(And we all say)

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