False Prophets Chords by J. Cole

[B] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ .
[B] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ .
_ _ Somebody should have told me it would be like this.
Be like this.
Be like this.
Somebody should have told me it would be like this.
Yeah.
[B] Life is a balance.
You lose your grip, you could slip into an abyss.
No doubt, you see these niggas trippin'.
Ego in charge of every [Bbm] move, he's a [D] star.
And we can't look away due to the [B] days that he caught our hearts.
He's falling apart, but we [Db] deny it.
[F] Justifying that half [Ab]-ass shit he dropped, we [B] always buy it.
When he tell us he a genius, but it's [Bb] clearer lately.
It's been [Eb] hard for him to look [Ebm] into the mirror lately.
There was a time when this [Bbm] nigga was my hero, maybe.
That's the [Ebm] reason why his fall from grace is hard to take.
Cause I believed him when he said [Bbm] his shit was purer, ain't he?.
The type of nigga [Ebm] swear he real, but all around him fake.
The women, the dick riders, [Bbm] you know the yes men.
Nobody with the [Ebm] balls to say something to contest them.
So he grows out of control.
[Bbm] Until the person that he [Ebm] truly was all along is starting to show,.
Damn, wonder what happened.
[Abm] Maybe it's my [Bbm] fault for idolizing [Ebm] niggas based off the words they be rapping.
When it come to find out, these niggas [Db] don't even write they shit.
[Ebm] Here's some new style bubbling up, then they bite the shit.
Damn, that's what I get for [Db] lying to myself.
Well fuck it, what's more [Ab] important is he's crying out for [Ebm] help.
While the world's egging him on, I'm [Db] begging him to stop it.
Playing his [Ebm] old shit, knowing he won't top it.
False prophets.
_ [Bbm] Somebody shoulda told me it would be [Ebm] like this.
Be like this, be like this.
Somebody [Ab] shoulda [Bbm] told me it would be [B] like this.
[Ebm] Be like this, false prophets.
Somebody [Bbm] shoulda told me it would be like this.
Be [F] like this, [Ebm] be like this.
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this.
Yeah, false prophets.
I got a homie, he a rapper, and he wanna [Db] win bad.
[Bbm] He want the [Eb] fame, the acclaim, the respect that's been had [Abm] by all the [Ebm] legends.
So every time I see [Bbm] him he's stressin' Talk about [Ebm] niggas, don't fuck with him.
This shit is depressin' And I know he's so bitter he can't see [Db] his.
own blessings [Bb] Goddamn nigga, you too blind to see [Ebm] you got.
fans nigga [Ab] In a [Ebm] platform to make [Db] a classic [Ebm] rap song.
to change a nigga's life But you too anxious, livin' life.
Always worryin' bout the critics who ain't [Bbm] never fuckin' did it.
I write what's in my heart, [Ebm] don't give a fuck who fuckin' with it.
But in a sense I can relate [Db] The need to be great turns into an obsession.
[Ebm] It keeps a nigga up late, writin' word Hopin' people observe [Db] the dedication that.
sterves and you [Ab] constantly But [Db] intentions get [E] blurred.
Do I do [Ebm] it for the love, or the music?.
[Db] Or is there more to me?.
Do [Ebm] I want these niggas to worship [Ab] me?.
[Ebm] False prophets.
Somebody [Bbm] should've told me it would be like this.
[Ebm] Be like this, be like this.
Somebody should've told me it would be like this.
Be like this False prophets.
Somebody [Bbm] should've told me it would be like this.
[Ebm] Be like this, be like this.
Somebody [Bb] should've told [Bbm] me it would be like this.
[Ebm] Yeah, false prophets.
These rappers insecure, [Bbm] they talk about being a man so much I [Ebm] finally understand that they ain't even sure.
About who they are and why they do [Bbm] it, guess I'm included in that category [Ebm] as a nigga who done had the glory.
My highest moments come from telling [Bbm] all the saddest stories [Ebm] I've seen in my life.
I be feening the right songs that raise a hair on my arm.
[Db] My lowest moments came from trying too hard [Ebm] to impress them niggas that couldn't care for more.
Therefore from [Bbm] here on out, my hair grow out, I care [Ebm] nothing bout opinions.
I wanna give hope like the fountains [Bbm] you throw pennies in.
Hit the store, [Ebm] take your disc, make your wish.
This is dedicated to the ones [Bbm] that listen to me on some faithful shit.
[Ebm] I'm on some thankful shit, but the real God is in you, not the [Bbm] music you coppin'.
I hit [Ebm] my old shit and know I can top it False prophets.
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this.
Be like this.
Be like this.
Somebody [Bbm] shoulda told me it would be [Ebm] like this.
Be like this False prophets.
Somebody [Bbm] shoulda told me it would be like this.
[Bb] Be like this.
[Gb] Be like this.
Somebody [Bbm] shoulda told me it would be like this.
[C] Be like this.
_ [Bm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ .
[Ab] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ .