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

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 idolizin' niggas
Based off the words they be rappin'
But come to find out
These niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up
Then they bite this 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 it
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
False prophets (La la la la la la, la la la)
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
This 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's 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 (La la la la la la, la la la)
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 that 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 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 (La la la la la la, la la la)
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