City in the Stars Lyrics – Logic

Read the full City in the Stars lyrics by Logic along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Logic’s music, you can also explore Not A Game and This Is The Way, two other songs by Logic.

[Intro: Robert Ivory]
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
This for everybody

[Chorus: Robert Ivory]
You gon’ be a star, shooting from afar
You gon’ be ignited when they don’t like who you are
I know who you can be, I know what your plan be
I know you understand me and I know that you never wrong, yeah, you’re never wrong
What you want? Like what you want?
Money burn fast as the sun
Hoes only last until it’s gone

High fashion don’t help fatten the starved
Compassion is
Lacking in the masses, the rich is fasting
While the lower class is clapping for ’em
Pouring to they pockets double tapping
On they watches never stopping, steady clocking into jobs
Only option is to rob, I let them rob me of my dream
That I believed could be achieved if he’d just give me a break
To breathe, or is it too late for me?

[Verse 1: Robert Ivory]
I don’t wanna give up, but it’s getting close
I went all in and now I wanna fold
I just wanna make it, I just wanna make it, I just wanna make it
I’ma motherfu*king take it and I’ll take it when I want
Been doing hindu practice, imagine ajna
N!ggas asking me to drop, but I’ma drop it at my top, b!tch, my peak
Got a lot of time to build up my will from defeat
Was too comfy for me at the ground floor, I re—
‘Member what was read, I had to jump on my feet
Root of all evil, deceitful people own your green
Protect your heart before they catch wind of the sins that you hold deep
Many put a lot of power in they self-esteem to cover for their sacral needs harming the harmony between
The love in being a human being, I been tryna be the opposite of what I see on my screen
False prophet, profits are topping rockets, not tryna stop it

Just tryna give the kids another option before they caught in shots
Lined to be rhymed in a line on a top five
And some n!ggas wearing suits are getting paid for the crime

[Verse 2: Logic]
Come on, tell me what it really means to understand the reason he wanna make it by any means
Living the dream and when you focus on your self-esteem, then build yourself a team
It feel like anything can happen, at the open mic, you snapping
Started singing, now you rapping
I remember when I was a young man, thinking that I can do anything I wanted
Homies getting blunted, I was writing rhymes and hoping that I stunted
Never confronted what I really wanted, a mama and a daddy
But prolly both would take, prolly never have me
Even though my mama got that check from government once a month
No wonder why I stunt, I made it out, I never doubt the reason
That I do it, I knew it, move through it, everything could grow
And why you think I gotta put this boy up on the track?
Because you gotta pay it back, matter of fact
The atoms in my upper back have shifted like a chiropractor
Give it back of the line, the rhyme and everything that I find
Every other day, I think about a life away from that, away from rap
I went to hell and made it back
I made it to heaven and my reality full of vitality
Had to being why they mad at me
Said it emphatically, rapping dramatically, shining achromatically
Give it to ’em grammatically, rapping like an automatic be
‘Cause that’s how the static be
Where I grew up, it had to be
Everybody mad at me ’cause I don’t fit in they picture perfect rap category
‘Cause I gave it to ’em pragmatically
The rest is erratically
Systematically giving it to ’em pneumatically
While I’m tuning new record grammatically
S*it is mathematically, undeniably and enigmatically
Audiomatically me and won’t never be, I know be the only one that ever did it
Like I done the track sixteen on The Incredible True Story
I run it and always will from afar

[Chorus: Robert Ivory, Robert Ivory & Logic]
You gon’ be a star, shooting from afar
You gon’ be ignited when they don’t like who you are
I know who you can be, I know what your plan be
I know you understand me and I know that you never wrong, yeah, you’re never wrong
What you want? Like what you want?
Money burn fast as the sun
Hoes only last until it’s gone
High fashion don’t help fatten the starved
Compassion is
Lacking in the masses, the rich is fasting
While the lower class is clapping for em
Pouring to they pockets double tapping
On they watches never stopping, steady clocking in to jobs
Only option is to rob, I let them rob me of my dream
That I believed could be achieved if he just gave me a break
To breathe, or is it too late for me?

[Outro: Thomas]
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