Bobby Campbell - City of Stars lyrics

[Verse 1] I know that you think this song is for you I used to long for you and adore you My life was just fine way back before you Now when you reach out I just ignore you Cause this ain't a love song (Woah) This is "So long" You did me so wrong for so long, so long No, I never thought I could live my life without you All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you And so I doubt you I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said, I doubt you I doubt you even know why I left you behind I know that I've been living I know that I've been living I know that I've been living I know that I've been living In the city of stars Where there's flying cars A brand new home for everyone And even life on Mars In the city of stars Where there's flying cars A brand new home for everyone And even life on Mars In the c- This ain't a love song (Woah) This is "So long" You did me so wrong for so long, so long And so I doubt you I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you I doubt you even know why I left you... [Verse 2] Yeah, uh, yeah Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me All the talent in the world and they still don't get me I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album But black vs white bullsh** was the still the outcome How come these motherf**ers can't seem to let it go? Judging rap by race instead of the better flow Who gives a f** who made it? I penetrate it and innovate it While they emulate it, give a f** if I'm hated I'mma do it 'til I get it, f** a nominated b**h, I dominate it Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E Not many get to what I do, and now enemies Thinking they slick as f** like the finna befriending me But let's get back to the music, I'm gone Outside of this solar system, I'm searching for paradise Livin' the life, b**h, I've been a vet f** all these cats on the internet I love hip hop and I hate hip hop Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot Cause he raps about money and b**hes, for heaven's sakes Pac did the same sh**, just on a drum break Now, I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game We all people, all equal Now let me let off, yeah Now let me let off Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones Black on one side, now I'm in another zone Switch flows, f** 'em up Play the game, run 'em up Yeah, I sold a couple records but people don't give a f** All the people want is real Guess that's why Logic appeal All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how that feel Racism on television and in magazines Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn Country don't give a f** who I am Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand And I am, here's to the Roc The .45 Glock that my older brother pop, shot And I am finally on top Too high up, not a drop Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap I am livin' like I ain't got it Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a f** about it Maryland 'til I die, but I had to get the f** up out it I love it and hate it, you probably don't know, man, I doubt it