Ahchwan - Father's Will (feat. Ahraya Gabar)

Gotta speak the facts, facts
I Know what is real, real
I’m do the work, work
Ahayah pay the bills, yeah
Gotta keep the hope, hope
Make sure to keep it trill, trill
I’m keep on praying that I’m in the Father Will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, I’ma keep on praying that I’m in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
I’ma do the work
Ahayah pay the bills
Ya-Ya-Yashaya, yeah, he died on that cross
And he was killed
But before he was tried, he left behind the Father’s will
To the righteous sons, the chosen ones of Israel
Inheritance of milk and honey
Cattle, mansions, fields
Gotta do his will, if we wanna get sealed
And ride up in that wheel that Ezekiel revealed
With Christ gripping the wheel
Dead met us in the clouds
Like Jet sons but we Jack sons
Space shipping no ground
Fake news, fake Jews
I know what is real
Awake with no mistaken truth
I know what it is uh
Wait on your time he like I gotta
Fall back and recline Jacob
It’s not about who first
Dropping bullets for the truth
Make my enemy regroup
We don’t celebrate pagan days or Christmas bro
Hell no, put the heat to Adidas
Now they shell toes, it’s a missile toe
Start up the ignition bro
Smash the gas and let’s hit the road
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter
If it’s cold you better get yo’ coat
We
Gotta speak the facts, facts
I Know what is real, real
I’m do the work, work
Ahayah pay the bills, yeah
Gotta keep the hope, hope
Make sure to keep it trill, trill
I’m keep on praying that I’m in the Father Will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, I’ma keep on praying that I’m in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
I’ma do the work,
Ahayah pay the bills
Ah- Ah- Ahayah gave his beacon, so I gotta give it back
Not an Indian giver, it’s like I owe the Father tax’s
Not a politician on a mission stating facts
In these church pants the only thing I’m cutting slack
Kill it, false doctrine, philosophy
That flat earth is hypocrisy
2 Baruch 19 says, them spheres testify of me
I don’t know why these heathens lying
When they dismayed at all the signs
Giving us college degrees, to keep us blind and hold us dine
Look we hand cuff to these curses like sister’s is to they purses’
Like bald heads to a man weave
These scriptures shouldn’t be grieved
I’m keep slobbering, like loose teeth
And speaking truth, till I can’t breathe
And If I die, before I wake
I pray the father bless my seed
To do the work
Cause charity cover your sins, like dirt
And you might fall, gotta get up when you hurt
Cause Christ was about his father’s biz
And Job even prayed for his kids
To make sure that they didn’t sin against him
Gotta speak the facts, facts
I Know what is real, real
I’m do the work, work
Ahayah pay the bills, yeah
Gotta keep the hope, hope
Make sure to keep it trill, trill
I’m keep on praying that I’m in the Father Will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, I’ma keep on praying that I’m in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
Uh, in the Father’s will
I’ma do the work
Ahayah pay the bills

Written by:
Ahraya Gaber, Wallace Holst Jr.

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