Video Birds Fly High Ft G Willsz de Adrian Vasile But 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Adrian Vasile But - Birds Fly High Ft G Willsz Lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac]
I don’t give a fuck about you, I don’t give a fuck about Steel
I don’t give a fuck about Raheem, either
I don’t give a fuck about myself
Look, I ain’t shit, I ain’t never gonna be shit
And you less of a man than me
So as soon as I decide that you ain’t goin be shit
Pow! So be it, you remember that, motherfucker

[Verse 1: AdyB]
Money is the motive, gotta get it since the paper low
Feel like I'm the chosen one, got colors in an envelope
Talking bout the jungle, it get crazy, something they should know
I'm running with the lions, while u running with thеm antelopes
Pussy or you bout it bout it, nothing in between that shit
Whеn I'm with my brothers say I love em and I mean that shit
Risk my fucking freedom for a bag, and yea I need that shit
Looking at the blunt the homie pass, yea I need that hit
Gucci looking fly, maybe popping in Ferraggamo
Coolin out in Paris, then shopping out in Milano
Hitting on that pussy, like a D'Angelo high note
Focused on the bag and doing shit that only I know, look
Any means necessary, under any circumstance
Get up on the floor, get jiggy with it where the devil dance
No rainbow on my head, i need a rainbow in some rubber bands
We all fly high, I think that's perfect timing and
Birds flying high
[Verse 2: G Willsz]
Uh, we made goals for the pesos
The main code, stack high yet remain low
You'll make foes, who ain't tryna see your bank grow
Don't change though, you gotta remain ten toes
Down on the strip, the weather can't slow you down for a grip
Nor killers who load rounds in the fifths
Niggas counting your chips
Cause work ethic amount in this shit
Trynna see your downfall if you slip, it’s wicked
Life ain't good when your friends bidding
And we ain’t crying over hen spilling
Hoping the shit end different
See Rolls Royces or a Benz emblem
From making music for the shooters
Just for making sure they in rhythm
See the stanzas outstanding
The doubters can’t stand him
Cause my reality ain’t outlandish
Shitting me, want it all for my family
For any hand that ever clenched the gram
I hope it get to clench Grammys