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E F#m G#m(Well, Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me)
A BWrap Your arms around with Your mercy
E F#m G#m(Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me)
A BI give up on doin' things my way
C#m B E A B(And tell me everything's gonna be alright),
C#m B Em A(oh)
[Verse 1]
E F#m G#mWhen you said give me a ring, you really meant a ring, huh?
C#m D#m Turned out to be more than just a fling, huh?
E F#m G#m Three hours to get back from Palm Springs, huh?
C#m D#m Who you know spend an hour in Walgreens, huh?
E F#m G#m You know you'll always be my favorite prom queen
C#m D#m Even when we in dad shoes or mom jeans
E F#m G#mToo many complaints made it hard for me to think
C#m D#m Would you shut up? I can't hear myself drink
E F#m G#mWe used to Do the freak like seven days a week
C#m D#mIt's the best collab since Taco Bell and KFC, uh
E F#m G#mTalk to me nicely, don't come at me loud
C#m D#mYou had a Benz at sixteen, I could barely afford a Audi
E F#m G#mHow you gon' try to say sometimes it's not about me?
C#m D#mMan, I don't know what I would Do without me
E F#m G#mBillionaire sport, step up to the court
C#m D#mThey rented a room, we bought the resort
E F#m G#mGod got me, baby, God got the children
C#m D#mThe devil run the playground, but God own the buildin'
E F#m G#mTime and silence a luxury
C#m D#mCussin' at your baby mama, guess that's why they call it custody
E F#m G#mGod got us, baby, God got the children
C#m D#mThe devil run the playground, but God own the buildin'
E F#m G#mTime and space is a luxury
C#m D#mBut you came here to show that you still in love with me
[Pre-Chorus]
E F#m G#m E Startin' to feel like you ain't been happy for me lately, darlin'
E F#m G#m E 'Member when you used to come around and serenade me, woah
C#m B E A B But I guess it's gone different in a different direction lately
C#m B E A Tryna Do the right thing with the freedom that you gave me
[Bridge]
E F#m G#m A B(Wheezy outta here) Your gun off safety
E F#m G#m A Speak first, don't break me
C#m B E A B Harsh words, you're angry
C#m B E A Lord, don't take me, oh, oh
[Chorus]
E F#m G#m(Well, Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me)
A BWrap Your arms around with Your mercy
E F#m G#m(Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me)
A BI give up on doin' things my way
C#m B E A B(And tell me everything's gonna be alright),
C#m B E A(oh) (Wheezy outta here)
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