Follow God

Father, I stretch
Stretch my hands to You

Life like
This is whatcha life like
Try to live your life right
People really know you
Push your buttons like typewrite
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 likes
I was screaming at my dad
He told me it ain't Christ-like
I was screaming at the referee
Just like Mike
Looking for a bright light
Sigel, what your life like
Riding on a white bike
Feeling like Excitebike (Stretch my hands to You)
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 seein' me
Only when they needing me
Like if Tyler Perry made a movie
For BET
Searching 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
Driving with my dad (Stretch my hands to You)
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
Block 'em on the text though
Nothin' else next though
Not another word
Letter, picture or a decimal (Father, I stretch)
Wrestling with God
I don't really want to wrestle
Man, it's really life like (Stretch my hands to You)
Everything in my life
Argue with my dad
And he said it ain't Christ-like

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 doing good
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: ahhhhh