Chords with lyrics
Intro:
FF E MajorE A augmentedA C majorC D7D7
E MajorE A augmentedA D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
Verse 1:
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
I know that you think this song is for you
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
I used to long for you and adore you
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
My life was just fine way back before you
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
Now when you reach out I just ignore you
Hook:
D7D7 E MajorE
Cause this ain't a love song (woah)
A augmentedA
This is, "So long"
D7D7 E MajorE
You did me so wrong for so long
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For so long, for so long
Verse 2:
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
No, I never thought I could live my life without you
D7D7 E MajorE A augmentedA
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you
Refrain:
D7D7
And so I doubt you
E MajorE A augmentedA
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
D7D7
I said, I doubt you
E MajorE A augmentedA
I doubt you even know why I left you behind
Interlude:
D7D7 E MajorE
I know that I've been living
A augmentedA
I know that I've been living
D7D7 E MajorE
I know that I've been living
A augmentedA
I know that I've been living
D7D7 E MajorE
In the city of stars, where there's flying cars
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A majorA brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
D7D7 E MajorE
In the city of stars, where there's flying cars
G+G C majorC A augmentedA
A majorA brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
Hook:
D7D7 E MajorE
Cause this ain't a love song (woah)
A augmentedA
This is, "So long"
D7D7 E MajorE
You did me so wrong for so long
A augmentedA
For so long, for so long
Refrain:
D7D7
And so I doubt you
E MajorE A augmentedA
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
D7D7
I said, I doubt you
E MajorE A augmentedA
I doubt you even know why I left you-
Instrumental:
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FF E MajorE A augmentedA x2
Verse 3:
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Yeah, uh, yeah...
FF
Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me
E MajorE
Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me
A augmentedA
Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
A augmentedA
All the talent in the world and they still don't get me
FF
I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album
E MajorE
But black vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome
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How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go?
A augmentedA
Judging rap by race instead of the better flow
E MajorE
Who gives a fuck who made it? I penetrate it and innovate it
E MajorE
While they emulate it, give a fuck if I'm hated
A augmentedA
I'mma do it 'til I get it, fuck a nominated
A augmentedA
Bitch, I dominate it
FF
Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID
E MajorE
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E
A augmentedA
Not many get to do what I do, and now enemies
A augmentedA
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
FF
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
E MajorE
Outside of this solar system, I'm searching for paradise
A augmentedA
Livin' the life, bitch, I've been a vet
A augmentedA
Fuck all these cats on the internet
A augmentedA
I love hip hop and I hate hip hop
FF
Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot
E MajorE
Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sakes
A augmentedA
Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break
A augmentedA
Now, I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game
Bb majorBb
We all people, all equal—now let me let off, yeah
Bb majorBb
Now let me let off
FF
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify
E MajorE
Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by
A augmentedA E MajorE
Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones
E MajorE
Black on one side, now I'm in another zone
FF
Switch flows, fuck 'em up—play the game, run 'em up
E MajorE
Yeah, I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck
A augmentedA
All the people want is real, guess that's why Logic appeal
C majorC
All the power in the world; hold that, tell me how that feel?
FF
Racism on television and magazines
E MajorE
Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
A augmentedA
Country don't give a fuck who I am
A augmentedA
Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
FF
And I am, here's to the Roc
Bb majorBb
The .45 Glock that my older brother pop—shot
FF C majorC
And I am, finally on top; too high up, not a drop
C majorC
Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap
FF
I am, livin' like I ain't got it
E MajorE
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about it
C majorC
Maryland 'til I die, but I had to get the fuck up out it
G+G
I love it and hate it, you probably don't know, man, I doubt it