The Kingdom

I gotta give them my heart

I gotta give them my soul

Gotta push thru the pain

Gotta stay in control

They still want me to fold

Yeah They want me to break

Leave me dead in the streets

Naw that can't be my faith

Tell me who can I trust

Tell me who should I fear

Hennessy in my cup

Hennessy in my tears

Gasoline in my lungs

Lil bro on the drums

No high school diplomas

So they think that I'm dumb

Lord send me a check

Lord send me a sign

At least send me my watch

In case I run out of time

They want to give me a charge

They want to give me a case

Teacher called me a failure

She said it right to my face

Yea they call me a dealer

Then they call me a killer

When I went to the bank

They called me a nigga

They forgot that I dream

And my momma a queen

They forgot that I'm strong

They forgot that I'm a king

All the bullshit is getting really old

I gotta tell the story just in case it's never told

Right hand to God

It does something to my soul

When a black man

Turn Nothing into gold

Keep a cup full

So you know it's going down

One thing about the world

And you know it's going round

Keep your head up

Nigga no looking down

When the let you put them cuffs

Readjust your crown

King

I gotta stay on my path

I gotta conquer my goals

Some call it success

I call it food floor the soul

I know some can relate

And the rest gonna hate

Do it with it without you

So it ain't no debate

See blood in the street

Nightmares when I sleep

They must think I'm a diver

Niggas said that I'm deep

Oxygen is a must

Niggas dying for air

Got us all charged up

Y'all better give him the chair

They got a license to kill

Is you ready to die

Notorious thugs put your hands in the sky

Why you think that I'm drinking

It's too numb all the pain

Why you think that I'm smoking

It's to numb all the fame

Killer like I'm a target

I got a x on my back

I'm not a regular artist

Malcolm X in a hat

They forgot that I dream

And my momma a queen

They forgot that I'm strong

They forgot that I'm a king

All the bullshit is getting really old

I gotta tell the story just in case it's never told

Right hand to God

It does something to my soul

When a black man

Turn Nothing into gold

Keep a cup full

So you know it's going down

One thing about the world

And you know it's going round

Keep your head up

Nigga no looking down

When the let you put them cuffs

Readjust your crown

King

Yea I know a place

That's if you wanna roll

Bring your own weed

You can drink your liquor slow

Everybody in that bitch worth six figures

Best part about it they ain't killing no niggas

Yea I know a place

That's if you want to go

Money in the air

Plenty strippers on the pole

Ain't no oops so you don't need no triggers

Best part about it they ain't killing no niggas