City Of Stars chords with lyrics by Logic - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Logic – City Of Stars chords

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[Intro]
F E A C D7 
E A D7 E A

[Verse 1]
D7 E AI know that you think this song is for you
D7 E AI used to long for you and adore you
D7 E AMy life was just fine way back before you
D7 E ANow when you reach out I just ignore you
[Hook]
D7 ECause this ain't a love song (woah)
AThis is, "So long"
D7 EYou did me so wrong for so long
AFor so long, for so long
[Verse 2]
D7 E ANo, I never thought I could live my life without you
D7 E AAll you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you
[Refrain]
D7And so I doubt you
E AI doubt you even know what's on my mind
D7I said, I doubt you
E AI doubt you even know why I left you behind
[Interlude]
D7 EI know that I've been living
AI know that I've been living
D7 EI know that I've been living
AI know that I've been living
D7 EIn the city of stars, where there's flying cars
AA brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
D7 EIn the city of stars, where there's flying cars
G C AA brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
[Hook]
D7 ECause this ain't a love song (woah)
AThis is, "So long"
D7 EYou did me so wrong for so long
AFor so long, for so long
[Refrain]
D7And so I doubt you
E AI doubt you even know what's on my mind
D7I said, I doubt you
E AI doubt you even know why I left you-
[Instrumental] A F E A x2 [Verse 3]
AYeah, uh, yeah...
FMuch love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me
EDid me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me
AKnow my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
AAll the talent in the world and they still don't get me
FI didn't talk about my race on the whole first album
EBut black vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome
AHow come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go?
AJudging rap by race instead of the better flow
EWho gives a fuck who made it? I penetrate it and innovate it
EWhile they emulate it, give a fuck if I'm hated
AI'mma do it 'til I get it, fuck a nominated
ABitch, I dominate it
FYeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID
E Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E
ANot many get to do what I do, and now enemies
AThinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
FBut let's get back to the music, I'm gone
EOutside of this solar system, I'm searching for paradise
ALivin' the life, bitch, I've been a vet
AFuck all these cats on the internet
AI love hip hop and I hate hip hop
FCause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot
ECause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sakes
APac did the same shit, just on a drum break
ANow, I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game
BbWe all people, all equal—now let me let off, yeah
BbNow let me let off
FTougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify
ETalib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by
A ETwo words, Mos Def, in my headphones
EBlack on one side, now I'm in another zone
FSwitch flows, fuck 'em up—play the game, run 'em up
EYeah, I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck
AAll the people want is real, guess that's why Logic appeal
CAll the power in the world; hold that, tell me how that feel?
FRacism on television and magazines
EPaying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
ACountry don't give a fuck who I am
AJust a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
FAnd I am, here's to the Roc
BbThe .45 Glock that my older brother pop—shot
F CAnd I am, finally on top; too high up, not a drop
CStop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap
FI am, livin' like I ain't got it
ESpit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about it
CMaryland 'til I die, but I had to get the fuck up out it
GI love it and hate it, you probably don't know, man, I doubt it
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