The Real Bril - Attention

Can I have your attention
Just for a minute
I want you to see me
Without the image
Everybody go long
It's 4 th and inches
We quarterback sneaked on em
We caught em slipping
How you gone be too busy
To handle business
I wouldn't be St. Louis
Without the red fitted
Like I can't be myself
Round all these damn critics
It usually feels good
To make bad decisions
But keep yo head young queen
Shit you better than that
Waistline all petite
But you bigger than that
I used to sit in the back
She was head of the class
And every test day
I was all on dat ass
I'd rather discuss the future
Not dwell on the past
I might pull up
In a F-Type Jag
Back then it wasn't much
But it was all I had
Just to split it up with you
I was ever so glad
Yea
Can I have your attention
Undivided?
The kid coming on strong
I see you tried to fight it
Have I ever told a lie
I told her more than likely
Energy real good
Oo I think she like me
I think I'm in good now
She mentioned me to the parents
Say she never been shid
So I flew us to Paris
If he don't write his own shit
Then don't even compare us
I fuck up all the time
But I'm rarely embarrassed
I was going thru some shit
Yea a nigga was wilding
I can't brag about millions
If my niggas ain't got em
Why you try and paint that picture
When you really ain't bout it
Why every song that I make
Belong on the album
By the time you pre-order
We already done got it
Doing tricks as I cook em
I'm Mr. Hibachi
I control what they c
So you know they gon copy
Probably made contact
With every curve on her body
Yea

Written by:
Jabril Whitmore

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