you can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see these niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of every move,
Due to the days that he caught our hearts
He's fallin' apart, but we deny it
Justifying that half- ass shit he dropped,
When he tell us he a genius
to look into the mirror lately
There was a time when this nigga was my hero,
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,
Nobody with the balls to say
So he grows out of control
Into the person that he truly was all along,
Damn, wonder what happened
Maybe it's my fault for idolizing niggas
these niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin'
up, then they bite the shit
what's more im portant is he's cryin' out for help
While the world's eggin' him on,
Playin' his old shit, knowin' he won't top it,
Somebody shoulda told me it
Be like this, be like this
Be like this (False prophets)
Somebody shoulda told me it
Be like this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it
I got a homie, he a rapper and
He want the fame, the ac claim,
the respect that's been had
so every time I see him, he stressin'
Talkin' 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him,
And I know he so bitter he can't
you too blind to see you got fans, nigga
And a platform to make a classic rap song
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,
and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hop in' people
That stirs in you constantly,
but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the music
Do I want these niggas to wor
Somebody shoulda told me it would
Be like this, be like this
Be like this (False prophets)
Somebody shoulda told me it
Be like this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it
These rappers insecure They talk about being a
understand that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why
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
Songs that raise the hair on
My lowest moments came from
To impress some niggas that couldn't
Therefore from here on out, my hair grow out
I care nothin' 'bout opinions
I wanna give hope like the foun
tains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss,
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
I hear my old shit and I know I can top it,
Somebody shoulda told me it would
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