Want To Say Lyric Jones

[Intro: Shirley Bassey & Lyric Jones]
But before you walk away (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
I sincerely want to say (Come on)

[Verse: Lyric Jones]
Who you know fresher than Jones? Riddle me that
Rare for me to play second fiddle
Give me some room to wiggle
This more than scribbling raps
Little by little, I start chiseling back
Things closer than what they might appear, no maps
Fuck stressin' over these stats on numerous apps
Nobu Spa, body scrub, turmeric wrap
Lamping out in Cabo cost a couple of stacks
Been waitin' to exhale on wax
On my Terry McMillan
I need this movie to do millions
Jones The Ruler, plеnty stories for the children
Chandеlier ceiling, the crown jewels match
Tay said it takes ten years to pop overnight
So here's the fireworks, near and dear, I'm holding tight
Since the slums, took a village, folk raised me right
Fictive kin and siblings were like a pilot light (Ayy)
Small flame to ignite fire, my future bright
Seen a superstar as if I'm singing on Luther's mic
Total package, Lex Luger on these niggas
My appeal massive, straight guru on you niggas (Period)
Grab a mic in cities whenever opportune
Step out at night pretty, call it a full moon
Since my exit from the womb in June
Blessed with the necessities, but never had a silver spoon
Been in the game long enough to have diehards
Nothing lasts forever, some close, others far
Over time, you soon discover who your tribes are
Beats, rhymes been my life since spittin' in dive bars
Atlanta movement was love, Knox gave the biggest hugs
I was young, but hit stages hard, no boxing gloves
Watch your step, tread lightly
At times, I kick bars politely
On occasion but it's not likely
Been loyal to the game, I'm courtside like Spike Lee
Floatin' to the next scene, watch the Nikes
A crow's grudge, I remember faces
Even now with wearing masks on a daily basis
Stored in my mental database, some were gracious
Seen me put in work, knew I'd be going places
God huddling with my angels, drawing up the plays
Overheard I should get ready, almost harvest day
Seeds planted, and y’all can check the résumé
Done coming up empty-handed, s'all I wanna say