This is a song about "Finn bright"

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

Killa never let the drama slide

He obviously wasn't very fuckin bright

I shine bright like sun rays

From where they praise

Drown my sorrows, bright tomorrows

This is love, nothing else close

Getting your attention like bright flares

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

We'll be the guiding light to the hopeless, i'm shining bright,

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Puffin' on the bud, when the bong shinin' bright,

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

See life's a temporary set back, and still the future's bright,