Verse 1:
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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
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Every single night, right, every single fight, right?
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I was looking at the 'Gram and I don't even like likes
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I was screamin' at my Dad, he told me, 'It ain't Christ-like'
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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
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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
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Only ever seein' me only when they needin' me
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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'