Intro 
F  E      Am 
Father, I stretch 
F            E        Am 
  Stretch my hands to you 



[Verso 1]
 
Am 
Lifelike, this is what your life like, try to live your life right 
                                                Am 
People really know you, push your buttons like type write 
                                           Am 
This is like a movie, but it's really very lifelike 
                                        Am 
Every single night, right, every single fight, right? 
                                            Am 
I was looking at the 'Gram and I don't even like likes 
                                                  Am 
I was screamin' at my Dad, he told me, "It ain't Christ-like" 
                                    Am 
I was screamin' at the referee just like Mike 
              Am                             F 
Lookin' for a bright light, Sigel, what your life like 
            E                          Am 
Riding on a white bike, feeling like excite bike (Stretch my hands to you) 
                 Am                  Am 
Pressin' on the gas, supernova for a night light 
                                              Am 
Screamin' at my dad and he told me, "It ain't Christ-like" 
                                            Am 
But nobody never tell you when you're being like Christ 
                                   Am 
Only ever seein' me only when they needin' me 
                           Am 
Like if Tyler Perry made a movie for BET 
                Am                   Am 
Searchin' for a deity, now you wanna see it free 
              Am                           Am 
Now you wanna see if we, let's just see if three a piece 
                  Am                         F 
Tell me what your life like, turn it down, a bright light 
                E                               Am 
Drivin' with my dad, and he told me, "It ain't Christ-like" (Stretch my hands to you) 
                Am                           Am 
I'm just tryna find, l've been lookin' for a new way 
                                            Am 
I'm just really tryin' not to really do the fool way 
               Am                    Am 
I don't have a cool way, bein' on my best, though 
                 Am                         F 
Block 'em on the text though, nothin' else next though 
            E                           Am 
Not another word, letter, picture, or a decimal (Father, I stretch) 
               Am                          F 
Wrestlin' with God, I don't really want to wrestle 
                  E                      Am 
Man, it's really lifelike, everything in my life (Stretch my hands to you) 
                Am                          Am 
Arguing with my dad, and he said, "It ain't Christ-like" 


Outro 
Am 
     Man 
Am 
    You know, it's like 
Am 
    Somebody only close who can get you, like, off your 
Am 
    I be on my 
Am                                     Am 
     I woke up this morning, I said my prayers 
                          F              E 
I'm all good, then I tried to talk to my dad (Stretch my hands to you) 
               Am 
Give him some advice, he starts spazzin' on me 
        Am                                 Am 
I start spazzin' back, He said "That ain't Christ-like" 
          N.C. 
I said, "Aaah"