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| J. Cole - False Prophets Lyrics |
J. Cole - False Prophets Lyrics
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Yeeah Life is a balance
You lose your grip You can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see these niggas tripping
Ego in charge of every move He's a star
And we can't look away
Due to the days that he caught our hearts
He's falling apart But we deny it
Justifying that half-ass sh*t he dropped We always buy it
When he tell us he a genius But it's clearer lately
It's been hard for him to look into the mirror lately
There was a time When this n*gga was my hero maybe
That's the reason why his fall from grace is hard to take
'Cause I believed him When he said his sh*t was purer and he
The type of n*gga swear he real But all around him's fake
The women the dickriders You know The yes men
Nobody with the balls To say something to contest him
So he grows out of control
Into the person that he truly was All along It's starting to show
Damn Wonder what happened
Maybe it's my fault for idolizing n*ggas
Based off the words they be rapping
But come to find out These n*ggas don't even write they sh*t
Hear some new style bubbling up Then they bite the sh*t
Damn that's what I get for lying to myself
Well f*ck it What's more important is he's crying out for help
While the world's egging him on I'm begging him to stop
And playin' his old sh*t Knowing he won't top it False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Yeeah False prophets
I got a homie He a rapper and he wanna win bad
He want the fame The acclaim The respect that's been had
By all the legends So every time I see him He stressing
Talking about N*ggas don't f*ck with him The sh*t is depressing
And I know he so bitter he can't see his own blessings
Goddamn n*gga You too blind to see you got fans n*gga
And a platform to make a classic rap song
To change a n*gga's life But you too anxious living life
Always worried about the critics who ain't ever f*cking did it
I write what's in my heart Don't give a f*ck who f*cking with it
But in a sense I can relate The need to be great
Turns into an obsession and keeps a n*gga up late
Writing words Hoping people observe the dedication
That stirs in you constantly But intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the music or is there more to me
Do I want these n*ggas to worship me False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Yeeah False prophets
These rappers insecure
They talk about being a man so much
I finally understand that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why they do this
Guess I'm included in that category
As a n*gga who done had the glory
My highest moments come from telling all the saddest stories
I've seen in my life I be fiendig' to write
Songs that raise the hair on my arms
My lowest moments came from trying too hard
To impress some n*ggas that couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore from here on out My hair grow out
I care nothing about Opinions
I wanna give hope like the fountains you throw pennies in
Hit the store Take your diss Make your wish
This is dedicated to the ones
Who listen to me on some faithful sh*t I'm on some thankful sh*t
But the real god is in you Not the music you copping
I hear my old sh*t and I know I can top it
False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
False prophets
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this Be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
False prophets
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