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'm a 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