[Intro] [Vocal Sample - Pitched Up] "Heart of the city... Ain't no love in the heart of the city... Heart of the city" [Verse] Got my bags packed and my best shirt pressed The next stretch is tense—deep breath I'm stressed But grandma's prayers on my back—so I'm blessed Big steps ahead, heading south of the map, If you wanna get it, gotta go to where it's at. Yes, it's time to step off the nest... Hats off, I worked my ass off, my degree is proof The Bay is all industry, chimneys on the roof If I stay here I'll never get a chance at the big leagues Ain't no skyscrapers here, just mines and cane fields And I don't mean to throw shade, my scenery needs change. If you wanna be great, gotta play on a big stage Leave the small strait and surf the great waves An empty account, poverty don't play games My ride is stalling so I gotta change lanes Yeah uh, new address I done got me one So it's goodbye to the 035, if want me just dial 031 [Vocal Sample - Pitched Up] "Heart of the city... Ain't no love in the heart of the city... Heart of the city" [Chorus - Background] I've seen your eyes before, hopeful and beaming Cheerful and dreaming. . . The belly of the beast, streets paved with sinning Only concerned with winning. . . [Verse] The allure of the big city, where the streets busy Everything moves quickly, you can't be a bit silly Make you believe you can make millies The women here can make you weak easy, All flirts, tights skirts and they got big —— Well you know, I can't let this city change me Tryna stay focused, make sure to lock in daily Durban, they call it the best side, come live your best life. But oh we gon' need that rent first, or get left on the way side. AM to PM, the grind goes on, can't even make time To call mama, find out about the home drama, Hopefully I'll see her at the end of the summer. Keep my eyes open, still tryna learn these streets, Call center, smile and dial, better learn these scripts. Not the original goal, but a brother's gotta eat. Stay on my feet, gotta keep up with the city beat In Durban for weeks and never seen the beach Time is money and I ain't got neither. I guess that's the price to pay, can't take a breather [Vocal Sample - Pitched Up] "Heart of the city... Ain't no love in the heart of the city... Heart of the city" [Chorus - Background] I've seen your eyes before, hopeful and beaming Cheerful and dreaming. . . The belly of the beast, streets paved with sinning Only concerned with winning. . .
