False Prophets Chords by J. Cole
- Key: Db
- BPM: 90
- Capo: no capo
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FALSE PROPHETS CHORDS
[Start] [Intro] N.C. Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this N.C. Be like this be like this N.C. Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this N.C. Yeah life is a balance [Verse] Bb7 You lose your grip you can slip into an abyss Bb7 No doubt you see these niggas trippin' E Bbm Ego in charge of every move he's a star Bb7 And we can't look away Ab7 Due to the days that he caught our hearts E He's fallin' apart but we deny it E Justifying that halfass shit he dropped we always buy it Bb7 When he tell us he a genius but it's clearer lately Ab7 It's been hard for him to look into the mirror lately Bbm7 There was a time when this nigga was my hero maybe Ab7 That's the reason why his fall from grace is hard to take Emaj7 Bbm7 'cause I believed him when he said his shit was purer and he Ebm The type of nigga swear he real but all around him's fake Emaj7 Bbm7 The women the dickriders you know the yes men Ab7 Nobody with the balls to say somethin' to contest him Emaj7 So he grows out of control Bbm7 Ab7 Into the person that he truly was all along it's startin' to show Ab7 Damn wonder what happened Bbm7 Maybe it's my fault for idolizing niggas Ab7 Based off the words that he rappin' Emaj7 Bbm7 When come to find out these niggas don't even write they shit Ab7 Hear some new style bubblin' up then they bite the shit Emaj7 Bbm7 Damn that's what I get for lyin' to myself Ab7 Well fuck it what's more important is he's cryin' out for help Emaj7 Bbm7 While the world's eggin' him on I'm beggin' him to stop Emaj7 Playin' his old shit knowin' he won't top it false prophets [Chorus] Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Ab7 Emaj7 Be like this be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Emaj7 Be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Ab7 Emaj7 Be like this be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Ab7 Yeah false prophets [Verse] Emaj7 Bbm7 I got a homie he a rapper and he wanna win bad Bb7 Ab7 He want the fame the acclaim the respect that's been had Emaj7 Bbm7 By all the legends so every time I see him he stressin' Bb7 Ab7 Talkin' 'bout niggas don't fuck with him the shit is depressin' Emaj7 Bbm7 And I know he so bitter he can't see his own blessings Bb7 Ab7 Goddamn nigga you too blind to see you got fans nigga Emaj7 Bbm7 And a platform to make a classic rap song Ab7 Ebm To change a nigga life but you too anxious livin' life Bbm7 Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever fuckin' did it Ab7 I write what's in my heart don't give a fuck who fuckin' with it Bbm7 But in a sense I can relate the need to be great Ab7 Turns into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late Ebm Writin' words hopin' people observe the dedication Bbm7 Bbm Ab That stirs in you constantly but intentions get blurred Emaj7 Bbm7 Do I do it for the love of the music or is there more to me Ab Do I want these niggas to worship me False prophets [Chorus] Emaj7 Bbm7 ■ Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Ab7 Emaj7 Be like this be like this Bbm7 Abm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Emaj7 Be like this Bbm7 Bbm Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Ab7 Be like this be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this [Verse] Emaj7 Yeah false prophets Emaj7 These rappers insecure Bbm7 Ab7 They talk about being a man so much I finally understand that they ain't even sure Emaj7 'bout who they are and why they do this Bbm7 Guess I'm included in that category Emaj7 As a nigga who done had the glory Bbm7 My highest moments come from tellin' all the saddest stories Ab I've seen in my life I be fiendin' to write Emaj7 Songs that raise the hair on my arms Bbm7 Gb My lowest moments came from tryin' too hard Ab7 To impress some niggas that couldn't care if I'm on Bbm7 Therefore from here on out my hair grow out Ab7 I care nothin' 'bout opinions Emaj7 Bbm7 I wanna give hope like the fountains you throw pennies in Emaj7 Hit the store take your diss make your wish Ebm Bbm7 This is dedicated to the ones who listen to me on some faithful shit Emaj7 I'm on some thankful shit Bbm7 But the real God is in you not the music you coppin' Bbm7 I hear my old shit and I know I can top it false prophets [Chorus] Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Bbm7 Be like this be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Bbm7 Be like this Bbm7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this Bbm7 Be like this be like this [Outro] Bbm Bb7 C7 Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this C7 False prophets [End]
