Catch Your Eye - Jussie Smollett, Swizz Beatz

Eating dinner with the billionaires

But truthfully, I ain’t make it there

I’m climbing up a lot of stairs

It took a long time for me to make it here

And I ain’t playing fair

My watch on tic, shit

Turbo on gold, Lamborghini tho

The top all gone like presto (it's magic)

But they don’t hear me though

Talk to the preacher (Amen)

I said talk to the preacher (Amen)

A long arm, yeah, reacher (can't touch me now)

I’m saying words I hope they reach ya (I hope you understand, me comprende?)

Genuine up in my features (Oh God)

Came back, no glitches (Oh God)

Front row seats to all games

Then we throw it up like the ball games

(Game six) (talk to 'em, talk to 'em)

When I saw you walking by

I knew I had to have you

And I’d die inside if you came on by

And you say hello (Goddamn)

Like water to your stride

But you never look in my direction

(But you never look in my direction)

But I swear it’s true and know if you do

You ain’t never be the same again

If you let me catch your eye

I promise you won’t be walking by from me (hell naw, hell naw)

If you let me catch your​ eye

I promise you won’t be walking by from me

Talk to 'em

I’ve begging, pleaded and cry

I’ve begging, pleading

I’ve begging, pleading and cry

Tried everything to make you

(Tried everything to make you)

See what everyone sees

That you just don’t believe

Could be me

You gonna lose your way

(You gonna lose your way)

If you let me catch your​ eye

I promise you won’t be walking by from me (hell naw, hell naw)

If you let me catch your​ eye

I promise you won’t be walking by from me

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh

When I saw you walking by

Tell you that we gone

It’s too late, you can tell by my vibe

Cause I tell yo nigga that we gone

Tell ya that we gone

Curtains in the back

Man, we gone

Maybach on the city streets, we gone

If you let me, if you let me

A lot of empty seats on the plane in the morn

If you let me, if you let me

Up in the air gone

If you let me, if you let me

40,000 square feet in the crib

40,000 miles in the air, be gone

Gotta bring the soul back, control back