In my city, it's a summer night. I'm rollin' in my Caddy. I'm listenin' to Marvin Gaye. I got my seat laid way back. As I slide down the boulevard. I see the ladies and I pass 'em.
Tired of the hustle, tired of the noise. I'm tired of my woman. And I'm tired of my boys. . Tired of the city, all the damn traffic. 'Cos I'm tired 'cos what I'm lacking.