Lyrics:

[Intro]
Father, I stretch
Stretch my hands to you

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

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