Dear God Chords by Logic

Dear [Dm] God, _ I'm trying [Gm] hard to reach [C] you.
_ [Gm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Dm] _ Dear God, _ I see your face [G] in all [Em] I do.
[Gm] _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ Sometimes _ [Bb]
it's so hard to [A] believe in.
[Dm] _
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_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] Dear God, I think it's time we had a conversation.
These lonely nights is getting to me so my [F] mind is racing.
I think about this life I live and all the shit I'm facing.
More secrets in my mind than a [Bb] free mason.
I get lonely at [Gm] times and then I write these rhymes.
I'm only human, I wanna hit the club and [F] fuck a dime.
But I know that's not the answer to my problems.
Lord help me solve them, disintegrate and dissolve [Bb] them, lay in a bed.
With a girl I'm pretty sure is my next, contemplating the sex.
While I think about my [F] ex, am I wrong?
Yeah, dear God, am I wrong?
_ _ [Dm] Dear God, tell me am I wrong?
For living the life of a king surrounded by these pawns.
Fans telling me I'm the greatest but I never hear them.
[Am] Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle, [Dm] yeah I'm still persevering.
Demons whispering in my ears but no I never fear them.
People thinking they on this level, they ain't even near them.
I just wanna spread positivity through lyrical [Am] ability.
They call it selling [Dm] out but I just call it versatility.
Yeah, it's my life, my wrongs and my rights.
My battle, my songs and my fights.
Now everybody wanna come around.
[C] Tell me where was you last [Dm] year when a brother was down.
Not a single one of you motherfuckers believed in a brand.
Extended a hand and now you wanna be my man?
I think not, you're quick to shape shit like 8 [Am] Blast.
The real dealer, [Dm] we cut classics, no fillers.
What about the time I was 9 and my mama almost murdered me?
Don't think I forgot that shit, it still burdens me.
Her bare hands tight around my [Am] throat, I can't breathe.
I [Dm] screamed, I can't breathe.
Mama, don't you want me?
Mama, don't you love me?
Mama, what the fuck?
Where was you then, God?
Tell me now.
Has a brother supposed to stay sane?
Tell me how.
[C] Why you let me live [Dm] but let another die?
Why you dry my tears but let another cry?
I gotta know.
Sensitive to N-Aid, I gotta blow that shit for sure.
I used to wonder why in the hell you would make [A] me suffer.
But now in the end I understand that it made [G] me tougher.
I get up when I'm down, had enough.
Almost drowned, when shit rough, I get tough.
And when I'm beating to the ground, [F] I get up.
I get up.
Yeah.
I get up.
I get up.
Yeah.
[G] I get up when I'm down, had enough.
Almost drowned, when shit rough, I get tough.
And when I'm beating to the ground, [F] I get up.
I get up.
Yeah.
I get up.
I get up.
I get up.
[Dm] I get up.
I get up. _ _ _
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