Fyre Squad - Watch Me Fly (Prod. by Diamond Style) video free download

Watch Me Fly by Fyre Squad

French Toast, OZ, and E-Miles

Beat by Diamondstyle Productions

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Lyrics:

Chorus:

This is my goodbye to life, oh my

I'm raising my hands high, to skies so bright

I pray that they dont cry, I die in light

This is my good bye, I'll shine when I fly

F.T.:

In my heart you will remain, the bengay to my life when I'm feeling all this pain/

But I'm coming up again, Picking up the dice cause I'm bout to win the game/

Real Talk/

Got a black band on my wrist/

Big Banks on my list/

Good team, good assists/

Nana always told me to stay strong and resist/

So fuck a couple haters til they cease to exist!/

Ah!

Skinny Jeans with some vans on/

Back against the wall cause you know a nigga stand strong/

Keep that focus on, given time, it won't last long/

Keep that shock value like a monkey in a man-thong/

Oh, that was weird? take a seat, cause you dealin with a nigga that's so less than elite/

Hail to the greatest, all you niggas see is sleet/

and cop my mom a benz is a promise that I'll keep/

Real talk!

Chorus

OZ:

The pain is the struggle and struggle's what equals pain/

But when I'm done I promise everyone gon' know my name/

No longer play my position, I'm a player of the game/

If a picture's worth a thousand words, I'm a million dollar frame/

Fyre Squad, we here, we runnin' this like a track meet/

We hungry in this bitch, so one plate? we gon' all eat/

We already reached greatness, so we tryna be elite/

Have all of them haters doubtin' at the bottom of my feet/

I'm always on my hustling and forever on my grind/

I done broke all of my watches cause I'm tryna stop the time/

Don't wanna go back to selling all them shakes with all them fries/

So I stay up in these tailored suits drinkin all this wine/

Please excuse sentiments, I just capture these moments/

Cause me an the squad gon' dominate juse like the modern romans//

I'll body fuckin anybody, show me my opponent/

cause I don loaned my dreams, but now I'm gon own it/

Chorus

E.M.:

This is adam to armageddon/

Hellbent on having Heaven/

So I'm leaning while I'm steaming, the angels cryin for Evan/

dreaming that I'm beaming nexta gleaming King and Reverend/

Til then I'm feeling like Marsyas with his flute/

In the booth, if I lose, shoot, it's still the stuff of legend/

Does God roll dice? A genius posed the question/

Hope he goes 4,5,6 for my fiery 7/

I'd die for'm remember me like John Lennon/

Knox taught me the grind. Belafonte? The dream/

The district legion taught me how to build a team/

Now the ranks roll deep, Adelesque steam/

You could hog the light man, you're in a burlesque scene/

This is serious, Ima show you what the duress means/

Call curtains for the teams how it outta be/

War torn cadet, age behind novelty/

Zeniths blessed, challenge me? Divine Comedy/

Church!

Thanks to Middlebury College