False prophets Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G][Em]
[G][Em]
[G]
[C]Somebody shoulda [D]told me it

[Verse 1]
would be like [Em]this
Be like this, [D]be like this
Somebody shoulda [Em]told
me it would be like this
[D]Yeah,

[Verse 2]
[C]life is a balance
You lose your [Em]grip,
you can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see [C]these niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of every move,
he's a [D]star
And we can't look [Em]away
Due to the days that he [D]caught our hearts
[C]He's fallin' apart, but we deny it
Justi[F#m]fying that [Em]half- ass shit he dropped,
[C]we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius
but it's [D]clearer lately
[F#m]It's been hard f[Em]or him
to look into the [D]mirror lately
[C]There was a time when this nigga was my [D]hero,
maybe
[F#m]That's the reason[Em] why
his fall from grace [D]is hard to take
[C]'Cause I believed him when he said
his shit was [D]purer and he
The type of [Em]nigga swear he real
but all [D]around him's fake
[C]The women, the dickriders, you know,
the [D]yes men
[F#m]Nobody with the [Em]balls to say
somethin' to [D]contest him
[C]So he grows out of control
[D]Into the person that he tru[F#m]ly was all[Em] along,
it's startin' to [D]show
[C]Damn, wonder what happened
Maybe [D]it's my fault [F#m]for idolizing [Em]niggas
Based off the words that
he rappin'
[C]When come to find out,
these niggas don't even [D]write they shit
Hear some new style bub[Em]blin'
up, then they bite the shit
[C]Damn, that's what I get
for lyin' to my[Em]self
Well, fuck [F#m]it,
what's more [D]im portant is [Em]he's cryin' out [D]for help
While the [C]world's eggin' him on,
I'm beggin' him to [D]stop
Playin' his old shit, knowin' he [Em]won't top it,
false proph[C]ets
[D]Somebody shoulda told me it

[Verse 3]
[D]
would be [Em]like this
Be like this, [C]be like this
Some[D]body shoulda told
me it would be [Em]like this
Be [D]like this [C](False prophets[D])
Somebody shoulda told me it
would [F#m]be like thi[Em]s
Be like this, [C]be like this
Some[D]body shoulda told me it
would [F#m]be like thi[Em]s
Yeah, false prophets

[Verse 4]
I got [C]a homie, he a rapper and
he wanna win [Em]bad
He want [D]the fame, the [Em]ac claim,
the respect that's been [D]had
By all the [C]legends,
so every time I see him, he stress[D]in'
Talkin' [F#m]'bout, niggas don't [Em]fuck with him,
the shit is depress[D]in'
And I [C]know he so bitter he can't
see his own [D]blessings
God[F#m]damn, nigga,
[Em]you too blind to see you got fans, nigga
[C]And a platform to make a classic rap song
To [F#m]change a nigga [Em]life,
but you too anxious livin' [D]life
Always [C]worried 'bout the [D]critics
who ain't ever fuckin' did it
I [F#m]write what's in my [Em]heart,
don't give a fuck who fuckin' [D]with it
[C]But in a sense I can relate,
[D]the need to be great
Turn[F#m]s into an ob[Em]session
and keeps a nigga [D]up late
Writin' [C]words, [D]hopin' people
[Bm]ob serve the dedic[D]ation
That [F#m]stirs in you [Em]constantly,
but intentions get blurred
Do [C]I do it for the love of the music
or is there [D]more to me?
Do I want these niggas to wor
[Bm]ship me? [D]False proph[C]ets
Some[D]body shoulda told me it would

[Verse 5]
[F#m]
be [Em]like this
Be like this, [C]be like this
Some[D]body shoulda told
me it would be like [Em]this
Be [D]like [C]this (False proph[D]ets)
Somebody shoulda told me it
would [F#m]be lik[Em]e this
Be like this, [C]be like this
Somebody shoulda [D]told me it
would be like [Em]this
Yeah, false prophet[C]s
These rappers [D]insecure They talk about being a

[Verse 6]
[F#m]
man so much [D]I finally
under[Em]stand that they ain't even sure
[C]'Bout who they are and why
they do this
[D]Guess I'm included in that cat[Em]egory
As a nigga who done had the glory
[C]My highest moments come from
tellin' all the [D]saddest stories
[F#m]I've seen in my [Em]life,
I be fiendin' to write
Songs [C]that raise the hair on
my arms
My lowest [D]moments came from
tryin' too hard
To impress [Bm]some niggas that couldn't
care [C]if I'm on
Therefore from here on [D]out, my hair [F#m]grow out
I [Em]care nothin' 'bout opinions
[C]I wanna give hope like the foun
[D]tains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, [Em]take your diss,
make your wish
[C]This is dedicated to the [D]ones who listen
to me on some faithful [Em]shit
I'm on some thankful shit
But [C]the real God is in you, not
the music you [D]coppin'
[F#m]I hear my old [D]shit and I know I [Em]can top it,
false proph[C]ets
Some[D]body shoulda told me it would

[Verse 7]
[F#m]
be [Em]like this
Be like this, [C]be like this
Some[D]body shoulda told
me it would [F#m]be lik[Em]e this
Be like [C]this (False prophet[D]s)
Somebody shoulda told
me it would [F#m]be lik[Em]e this
Be like this, [C]be like this
Some[D]body shoulda told
me it would [F#m]be lik[Em]e this
False prophets