False Prophets (Be Like This)

Album: not released on an album (2016)
Charted: 54
  • Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this
    Be like this, be like this
    Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this

    Yeah, life is a balance
    You lose your grip, you can slip into an abyss
    No doubt you see these niggas trippin'
    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 fallin' apart, but we deny it
    Justifying that half-ass shit 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 nigga 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 shit was purer and he
    The type of nigga swear he real but all around him's fake
    The women, the dickriders, you know, the yes men
    Nobody with the balls to say somethin' to contest him
    So he grows out of control
    Into the person that he truly was all along, it's startin' to show
    Damn, wonder what happened
    Maybe it's my fault for idolizing niggas
    Based off the words that he rappin'
    When come to find out, these niggas don't even write they shit
    Hear some new style bubblin' up, then they bite the shit
    Damn, that's what I get for lyin' to myself
    Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's cryin' out for help
    While the world's eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
    Playin' his old shit, knowin' 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 (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
    Yeah, 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 stressin'
    Talkin' 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him, the shit is depressin'
    And I know he so bitter he can't see his own blessings
    Goddamn, nigga, you too blind to see you got fans, nigga
    And a platform to make a classic rap song
    To change a nigga life, but you too anxious livin' life
    Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever fuckin' did it
    I write what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who fuckin' with it
    But in a sense I can relate, the need to be great
    Turns into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
    Writin' words, hopin' 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 niggas 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 (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
    Yeah, 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 nigga who done had the glory
    My highest moments come from tellin' all the saddest stories
    I've seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
    Songs that raise the hair on my arms
    My lowest moments came from tryin' too hard
    To impress some niggas that couldn't care if I'm on
    Therefore from here on out, my hair grow out
    I care nothin' 'bout 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 shit
    I'm on some thankful shit
    But the real God is in you, not the music you coppin'
    I hear my old shit 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 (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 Writer/s: Jermaine Cole
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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