Lyrics Kingdom - Vince Staples , Common
I
do
dirt,
in
search
of
a
clear
mind
Money
talk,
somebody's
gonna
hear
mine
Grind
early
before
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Got
the
nine
and
the
thirty
Kiss
of
death,
you
heard
me?
My
world
ain't
worldly,
any
time
could
be
my
time
I
get
high,
but
still
ain't
seen
Chicago
skyline
In
my
prime,
stakes
is
high
cause
it's
beef
Out
here
in
these
streets
Everybody
tryna
eat
off
the
same
plate
Dead
presidents,
we
want
the
same
face
And
to
think,
me
and
the
president,
we
from
the
same
place
Four-hundred
and
twenty-one
murders,
ain't
tryna
be
of
the
same
fate
If
I
die
and
go
to
heaven,
will
I
make
it
through
the
main
gate?
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
(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
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
(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
nigga
breathe
My
sinning
father
see,
got
a
shipment
by
the
seas
See
my
niggas
tryna
eat,
eat
whatever's
on
your
plate
Save
some
for
me,
the
worst
things
in
life
come
sitting
six
feet
Tryna
hop
the
gate
to
heaven
'cause
I
couldn't
get
a
key
But
these
niggas
play
for
keeps
and
I
gotta
hold
my
own
Tryna
watch
my
back
'cause
these
stripes
ain'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
'em
talk
is
cheap,
niggas
living
for
the
dollar
So
in
God
we
trust,
leave
the
praying
to
my
momma
though
Another
motherfucker
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,
bare
faced,
giving
niggas
the
blues
Nigga
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
(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)
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)
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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