[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]