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 falling 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 something to contest him

So he grows out of control into the person that he truly was all along, it's starting to show, damn

Wonder what happened

Maybe it's my fault for idolizing 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 the shit

Damn, that's what I get for lyin' to myself

Well f**k 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

And 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

(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)

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

Yeah, false prophets