Future Bright

[Intro: Rick Ross]
The biggest
Bryson
Your future so bright
The flyest shit
It's time to take 'em down baby
Maybach Music.

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Yo big billionnaire, still got the yayo flyin' in from all the West Coast
Flee the calls [?] like this was death row
Keep it gangsta never singin' like it Danny boy
All she say was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her
Begin at what you eat, I'ma change your lifestyle (Boss)
Lamborghinis and truckers, a nigga ice out (Woo)
From the back I fuck her long term (Uh)
Don't trip it, trust me shawty this won't hurt (Han)
New G-Wagen that's just to go get your nails did
Big fishin' I'ma get you niggas alive
I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama (Han)
I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama
The petty drama have your ass doin' thirty years
What a future, brightest time to touch these thirty M's
Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalogue
Expensive bills for pretty bitches, I had 'em all (Boss).

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
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 at the stop like "Di-da-da-di"
Oh you say you need a boss like me
Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-
Fuck with a-

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Rollin' deep, [?] by the gang unit
All the gangstas show me love and they bank to it (Han)
Your future bright, I wanna handle your retirement
Life insurance, policy with the Pyrex (Han)
Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two
Got you the same whip, I got your mom too (Han)
Do it big and shit, I'm talkin' [?]
[?] Mafia niggas'll let the guns loose (Bang)
Bad bitch better show me what that tongue do (Han)
[?] Gucci suits that I can run through (Han)
My niggas comin' up like it was coke price (Han)
How can you be trippin' nigga with no snipers? (Han)
[?] off the jets to land [?]
She rock with dopeboys all shareholders
20 stacks blow it on that Fashion Nova
What I'm smokin', you can smell from California (Boss).

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
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 at the stop like "Di-da-da-di"
Oh you say you need a boss like me
Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-
Fuck with a-

[Outro:]
Maybach Music.