False Prophets Chords by J. Cole

[Start]

[Intro]
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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'
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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
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'cause I believed him when he said his shit was purer and he
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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
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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
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Writin' words hopin' people observe the dedication
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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
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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
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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]