Mr. Grandstand (v2)

Lyrics

Walking slow, the room goes quiet. Just a slight turn, can't deny it.
Press suit sharp as the dealer's crease under the grand chandelier's piece.
This ain't no lucky hand, I spun the wheel myself.
Every step's a statement, no need for stealth.
Got that feeling deep down, no baseline throb.
Hear that murmur, a rising sound, when my name hits the hallowed ground.
Got that swagger, they can't ignore.
Knockin' on every gilded door.
Call me Mr. Grandstand, baby, watch me shine.
Every spotlight finds me every single time.
Got that proud funk groove, yeah, it's all mine.
This whole damn city is my design.
They tried to box me in, said I'd break and bend.
Now the velvet rope parts for a friend.
Chip stack tall, a mountain of green, learn a different kind of scene.
From dusty corners I made my own way.
Never asked for permission, not a single day.
Got the brass section, my moment, banish every fear.
From a whisper on the back street to a marquee bright.
Built this empire with my own two hands, yeah, that's right.
Some still doubt, they watch me close, holding their breath tight.
But I just lean back, take another bite.
Call me Mr. Grandstand, baby, watch me shine.
Every spotlight finds me every single time.
Got that proud funk groove, yeah, it's all mine.
This whole damn city is my design.
Yeah, my design.
Ooh, Mr. Grandstand, proud funk, all mine.
This whole damn city, it's just my design.
Watch me shine, baby, watch me shine.
Just my design.