I Wish

[Refrão]
  Dm                           C                             Bb                             C                             Bb                             C                             Bb                             C                             Am7                            Bb                             C                             Dm                             C                             Bb
I wish that I could hold you now Am7 I wish that I could touch you now Dm I wish that I could talk to you Am7 Be with you somehow Dm I know you're in a better place Am7 Even though I can't see your face Dm I know you're smiling down on me Saying everything's okayyy Dm Am7 And if I make it out this thug life Bb I'll see you again someday Dm I wish, I wish, I wish Am7 I wish, I wish, I wish verse 2
  Dm                                                  C
Now ever since this money come, been nothing but stress
  Am7                                     Bb
Sometimes I wish I could trade in my success
  Dm                                           C
Y'all look at me and say boy you've been blessed
  Am7                                         Bb
But y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness
  Dm                                      C
Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton
  Am7                                                      Bb
That's why you hear me shootin' This real shit off like a gun
  Dm                                         C
Hmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now
  Am7                                       Bb
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
  Dm                           C                             Am7                            Bb
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits And fake ass playas get a real playa hatin' 'em
  Dm                                             C
Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around
  Am7                                                                Bb
But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is going down Chorus
  Dm                                                C
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments (With you)
  Am7                                          Bb
And how I used to club hop on weekends (With you)
  Dm                                           C
Your family called the morning of the tragic end
  Am7                       Bb
Damn, my condolensces verse 3}
  Dm                                            C
Voices in my head be telling me to come to church
  Am7                                                 Bb
Saying the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt
  Dm                                        C
Dreaming of windows black tinted like a hurst
  Am7                                     Bb
When waking up to life sometimes seems worst
  Dm                                      C
And all I ever wanted is to be a better man
  Am7                                     Bb
And I try to keep it real with my homies now
  Dm                                      C
For me to save the world I don't understand
  Am7                                      Bb
How did I become the leader of a billion men?
  Dm                                            C
How I used to street perform on Friday (With you)
  Am7                                                   Bb
And how I used to go to church on Easter Sunday (With you)
  Dm                                   C
Standing here throwing them stones at me
  Am7             Bb
Somebody pray for me