Mother, I stretch, stretch my hands to you Life like, this is what your life like Try to live the life right People really know you Push your buttons like, type right This is like a movie but it's really very life like Every single night right, every single fight right I was looking at the gram and I don't even like lights I was screaming at my daddy, told me ain't it Christ like I was screaming at the referee just like Mike Looking for a bright light, see what your life like Riding on a white bike, feeling like a sight bike Pressing on the gas, supernova for a night like Screaming 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 seeing me, only when they need me Like if Tyler Perry made a movie for BET Searching for a deity, now you wanna see it free Now you wanna see it free, let you see it through your piece Tell me what your life like, turn it down to bright light Driving with my dad and he told me it ain't Christ like I'm just trying to find, I've been looking for a new way I'm just really trying not to really do the fool way I don't have a cool way, being on my best though Lock up on a text though, nothing else next though Not another word, let a picture or a death smoke Wrestling with God, I don't really wanna wrestle Man it's really lifelike, everything in my life Arguing with my dad and he said it ain't Christ like Man You know it's like Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody only close to you Can get you like, off you Man, I'd be on my Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I woke up this morning I said my prayers I'm all good, good, I try to Stretch my hands Talk to my dad, give him some advice He start spazzing on me I start spazzing, now he said, that ain't Christ like I said, ah