[Intro]
[Verse 1: Paradise]
Half the time I'm dreaming
Or I'm living all my dreams out
This one for the set, yeah
1 Utopia the team now
Grew up on the Wu-Tang
That's why I'm screaming out "Cream" now
Tell them other boys
It's best if you n***as would leave now
Stop the pump faking, and put them shots up
Shots up, and I pray nobody shot down
Only getting texts when I don't come around
But when I'm a-round, what I hear? Not a sound, uh
Mind full of weight, like it's '08
Will smith, Tim Thomas, Seven Pounds
I'm trying to change the lives, of seven people around me
I don't ever plan to let 'em down, I take it easy
[Chorus]
You see, they always tryin'a catch your boy tripping
I'm tryin'a give the game what the game's missing
I hear the slick talking and the sneak dissing
You see, to that sh**, I'm just indifferent
Cause I, got the
City, on my, back!
Yeah n***a
Tell them that!
n***a, got the
City, on my, back!
Yeah n***a
That's a fact!
n***a, got the
City, on my, back!
[Verse 2: Paradise]
I got this on my back, got this sh** on my back
I won't say that sh** again
I've been away from the mic, getting my life right
But ended up f**ing with two Miami women
Who just happened to also be twins
I'm trying to figure out if they f**ing with me because
They love me or love who I'm becoming;
A win-win situation, not into losing
Man, these rap n***as man, they make me nervous
Write sub-par verses, ask you pay for they service
They so out of touch, don't reach me
Hit up Lindsey's e-mail if you need me
Please, come correct, six figure budget
And a model ting from the city
From the city
I'ma have her singing like she Whitney
[Chorus]
You see, they always tryin'a catch your boy tripping
I'm tryin'a give the game what the game's missing
I hear the slick talking and the sneak dissing
You see, to that sh**, I'm just indifferent
Cause I, got the
City, on my, back!
Yeah n***a
Tell them that!
n***a, got the
City, on my, back!
Yeah n***a
That's a fact!
n***a, got the
City, on my, back!
[Outro]