[Lyric] Shining (Fire In Little Africa)

[Chorus]
Like a fresh pair of penny loafers with the polish on it
Tell 'em keep on shinin'
Like a diamond on your pinky when you sippin' pinot grigi'
Tell 'em keep on shinin' (Yeah yeah)
Always knew you had that glow but now they see if from the coast
Tell 'em keep on shinin'
They gon' keep on sleepin' till they see that Roley on you
Tell 'em keep on shinin'

[Verse 1: Steph Simon]
Crazy, I'm off in Tate Brady kitchen
Writin' up a million-dollar mission
'Bout to turn this whole house into a business
They asked me how you did it
I came up off reverse racism
If these walls could talk they'd tell you
"That's a cold nigga"
Paint pictures over rhythms make ya soul shivеr
I'm on my fifth summer
My stock rising, my best clients invеst in him
It's gon' be a long winter
'Cause I'm still winnin'
The jig is up
The smoke clearin' for those that's been pretending
When I walk in the buildin' gimme my space like an indention
We are not the same and I put that on my search history
A little pron mixed with links on how to run a business
You know Steph don' keep it realistic
And how to profit off non-profits
We poppin', Jimmi keep on shinin'
[Chorus]
Like a fresh pair of penny loafers with the polish on it
Tell 'em keep on shinin'
Like a diamond on your pinky when you sippin' pinot grigi'
Tell 'em keep on shinin' (Yeah yeah)
Always knew you had that glow but now they see if from the coast
Tell 'em keep on shinin'
They gon' keep on sleepin' till they see that Roley on you
Tell 'em keep on shinin'

[Verse 2: Dialtone]
Ice cold, trillions tied to my soul
I won't fold
They can try to poke holes
But the story is authentic
Into my purpose, I jumped and dove in it
City filled up with gems so we shine on
I closed that chapter my nigga, I had to move on
Three hundred deaths, I guess that's how the story go
I guess they didn't mention that Jane Doe, Jane Doe, Jane Doe
We pull up, Jay Z 2003 and the change clothes
Shinin' like I'm fresh off of parole
This like fresh veggies for the soul
They want desserts I tell 'em "Take that shit to go"
And I keep on shinin'
[Bridge]
Killing us soft, killing us softly
They could never really tell us what the cost mean
Meanwhile they distract us by the false screens
Tell me what it all means
Tell me what it all means

[Verse 3]
Picture this
Greenwood Ave, Red man's land
See the brilliance built by a black man's hand
It was for us, by us
False prop, plot us
Hold up, try us
Pegleg got us
We radiate
These jewels cost, this shine ain't free
For a buck they twist the rubics of your history
But we're what it's like when we got our own backs
And we're what it looks like when we build it back Black
We're what it looks like in a hundred years time
Got the audacity to walk up out these ashes and shine
We shinin'

[Outro]
Aye, Aye
They got Dickie Roland
They got Dickie
Mr. Jones, they got Dickie
Aye Mr. Johnson, they got Dickie Roland
They got Dickie Roland