Susi: B major
Intro 1
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Em
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Somebody shoulda told me it
Verse 1
Em
would be like this
D
Be like this, be like this
Em
Somebody shoulda told
me it would be like this
D
Yeah,
Verse 2
C
life is a balance
Em
You lose your grip,
you can slip into an abyss
C
No doubt you see these niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of every move,
D
he's a star
Em
And we can't look away
D
Due to the days that he caught our hearts
C
He's fallin' apart, but we deny it
F#m
Em
Justifying that half- ass shit he dropped,
C
we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius
D
but it's clearer lately
F#m
Em
It's been hard for him
D
to look into the mirror lately
C
D
There was a time when this nigga was my hero,
maybe
F#m
Em
That's the reason why
D
his fall from grace is hard to take
C
'Cause I believed him when he said
D
his shit was purer and he
Em
The type of nigga swear he real
D
but all around him's fake
C
The women, the dickriders, you know,
D
the yes men
F#m
Em
Nobody with the balls to say
D
somethin' to contest him
C
So he grows out of control
D
F#m
Em
Into the person that he truly was all along,
D
it's startin' to show
C
Damn, wonder what happened
D
F#m
Em
Maybe it's my fault for idolizing niggas
Based off the words that
he rappin'
C
When come to find out,
D
these niggas don't even write they shit
Em
Hear some new style bubblin'
up, then they bite the shit
C
Damn, that's what I get
Em
for lyin' to myself
F#m
Well, fuck it,
D
Em
D
what's more im portant is he's cryin' out for help
C
While the world's eggin' him on,
D
I'm beggin' him to stop
Em
Playin' his old shit, knowin' he won't top it,
C
false prophets
D
Somebody shoulda told me it
Verse 3
D
Em
would be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told
Em
me it would be like this
D
C
D
Be like this (False prophets)
Somebody shoulda told me it
F#m
Em
would be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told me it
F#m
Em
would be like this
Yeah, false prophets
Verse 4
C
I got a homie, he a rapper and
Em
he wanna win bad
D
Em
He want the fame, the ac claim,
D
the respect that's been had
C
By all the legends,
D
so every time I see him, he stressin'
F#m
Em
Talkin' 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him,
D
the shit is depressin'
C
And I know he so bitter he can't
D
see his own blessings
F#m
Goddamn, nigga,
Em
you too blind to see you got fans, nigga
C
And a platform to make a classic rap song
F#m
Em
To change a nigga life,
D
but you too anxious livin' life
C
D
Always worried 'bout the critics
who ain't ever fuckin' did it
F#m
Em
I write what's in my heart,
D
don't give a fuck who fuckin' with it
C
But in a sense I can relate,
D
the need to be great
F#m
Em
Turns into an obsession
D
and keeps a nigga up late
C
D
Writin' words, hopin' people
Bm
D
ob serve the dedication
F#m
Em
That stirs in you constantly,
but intentions get blurred
C
Do I do it for the love of the music
D
or is there more to me?
Do I want these niggas to wor
Bm
D
C
ship me? False prophets
D
Somebody shoulda told me it would
Verse 5
F#m
Em
be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told
Em
me it would be like this
D
C
D
Be like this (False prophets)
Somebody shoulda told me it
F#m
Em
would be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told me it
Em
would be like this
C
Yeah, false prophets
D
These rappers insecure They talk about being a
Verse 6
F#m
D
man so much I finally
Em
understand that they ain't even sure
C
'Bout who they are and why
they do this
D
Em
Guess I'm included in that category
As a nigga who done had the glory
C
My highest moments come from
D
tellin' all the saddest stories
F#m
Em
I've seen in my life,
I be fiendin' to write
C
Songs that raise the hair on
my arms
D
My lowest moments came from
tryin' too hard
Bm
To impress some niggas that couldn't
C
care if I'm on
D
F#m
Therefore from here on out, my hair grow out
Em
I care nothin' 'bout opinions
C
I wanna give hope like the foun
D
tains you throw pennies in
Em
Hit the store, take your diss,
make your wish
C
D
This is dedicated to the ones who listen
Em
to me on some faithful shit
I'm on some thankful shit
C
But the real God is in you, not
D
the music you coppin'
F#m
D
Em
I hear my old shit and I know I can top it,
C
false prophets
D
Somebody shoulda told me it would
Verse 7
F#m
Em
be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told
F#m
Em
me it would be like this
C
D
Be like this (False prophets)
Somebody shoulda told
F#m
Em
me it would be like this
C
Be like this, be like this
D
Somebody shoulda told
F#m
Em
me it would be like this
False prophets
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