Future Bright (feat. Bryson Tiller)

Lyrics

The biggest
 Bryson
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 Your future so bright
 The flyest shit
 It's time to take 'em down baby
 Maybach Music
 Yo (Big billionnaire)
 Still got the yayo flyin' in from all the West Coast
 Fleet of cars, all red like this was Death Row
 Keep it gangsta never singin' like it's Danny boy
 All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her
 Begin at what you eat I'ma change your lifestyle (Boss)
 Lamborghinis at Checkers, a nigga iced out (Woo)
 From the back I fuck her long term (Uh)
 No trippin', trust me shawty this won't hurt
 New G Wagon that's just to go get your nails did
 Big fishin' I'ma get you niggas at LIV
 I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama
 I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama
 A petty problem have your ass doin' thirty years
 Boy, the future bright, it's time to touch these thirty M's
 Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalogue
 Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I had 'em all (Boss)
 Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Like me)
 Never trip about the cost like me (Like me)
 Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Me)
 Then fuck with a young boss like me
 You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no
 Pull out the stops like me, like me
 Oh, you say you need a boss like me
 Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-
 Fuck with a-
 Rollin' deep, show and tell by the gang unit
 All the gangstas show me love and they bang to it (Uh)
 Our future bright I wanna handle your retirement
 Life insurance policy with the Pyrex (Uh)
 Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two
 Got you the same whip I got your mom too (Huh)
 Do it big and shit I'm talkin' aunt too
 Junior Mafia niggas'll let the guns loose (Bang)
 Bad bitch better show me what that tongue do (Huh)
 Dapper Dan, Gucci suits that I can run through (Huh)
 My niggas comin' up like it was coke prices (Huh)
 How can you be trippin' nigga with no snipers? (Huh)
 Step-steppin' off the jets, still in the hair-rollers
 She rock with dopeboys all shareholders
 20 stacks blow it all in Fashion Nova
 What I'm smokin' you can smell from California (Boss)
 Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Floss like me)
 Never trip about the cost like me (Cost like me)
 Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Call the shots)
 Then fuck with a young boss like me
 You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no
 Pull out the stops like me, like me
 Oh, you say you need a boss like me
 Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-
 Fuck with a-
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 Maybach Music
 

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Duration
02:58
Key
1
Tempo
88 BPM

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