Father Abraham

[Intro: 1K Phew]
Yeah, come on
Let’s go
Two birds, two brrr (Here we go now)

[Chorus: 1K Phew]
Father Abraham had plenty sons, and I am one of them (Plenty)
Ain’t no sense in playin', ‘cause I’m too player, I ain’t one of them (Player)
Blessin' all in my hand and I'ma count it right in front of them (Let’s get it)

[Verse 1: 1K Phew]
I'm a Eastside church boy, comin' in steppin', please don’t mind me (East side)
Light of mine, too bright, can't find me (Too bright)
Tell the evil, "Get behind me"
Tell the twin to tell a twin
Tryna pay for the world, it's grimy (It’s grimy)
Put ice on the cross likе hockey (Ice)
I ain’t nevеr gon’ get too cocky (Too cocky)
Had a word with a crossing guard, I was like
“Whatcha doing? You cannot stop me” (Whatchu doing?)
Pray to God, look at what He brought me (Pray to God)
Livin' life, look at what He taught me (Living life)
He gon’ do just what He said
It ain't no "if" and "buts" or "probablys" (He said it)
O.G. so it ain't no copy
In the Church, we got it hoppin'
Yeah, in the church, we got it jumpin' (Here we go now)

[Chorus: 1K Phew]
Father Abraham had plenty sons, and I am one of them (Plenty)
Ain’t no sense in playing, ‘cause I’m too player, I ain’t one of them (Player)
Blessings all in my hand, and I’ma count it right in front of them
(Yeah, blessings all in my hand, yeah)
Yeah, I don't need no more Xans, I’m already popping, so I ain’t popping them
Father Abraham had plenty sons, so don’t you play with him
Yeah

[Verse 2: WHATUPRG]
Yeah, aye, okay
Brown boy looking like Jesús with my melanin
Light show, Friday night lights, on my Letterman
Heard a preacher, uh, preach impediment (Preacher)
Wise man headed to the stars, ‘cause I’m Bethlehem (Let’s get it)
Steady on my walk (Steady)
Posted with the flock (Flock)
And I’m in New Hollywood, we switching up the plot
Heard a lot of talk, but it was only talk (Yeah)
Stone-cold shoulders, but I’m with the Rock (He got stone-cold shoulders)

[Chorus: 1K Phew]
Father Abraham had plenty sons, and I am one of them
Ain’t no sense in playing, ‘cause I’m too player, I ain’t one of them (Player)
Blessings all in my hand, and I’ma count it right in front of them
(Yeah, blessings all in my hand, yeah)
Yeah, I don't need no more Xans, I’m already popping, so I ain’t popping them
Father Abraham had plenty sons, so don’t you play with him