DIGGY SIMMONS

DIGGY SIMMONS - Burn (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

Stay fresh, you can smell it on me

People the way I dress.

you ain’t got this homie

Van Assche’s up on my feet

Some monster beats and they made by me

I’m all about it

Can’t talk about it

Tell C. Lotti go and get that feat

They all struck when they see me

Got em going crazy like Stevie not Joselline

But got lotes of them

And I stay with a couple of Rih Rihs

And I ain’t talking retarted

But yeah that body retarted

Said she knows I’m 17

And she can’t wait till I get started

And that ain’t even what I’m tripping off

4th tour that I’m kicking off

Need rest after this jet lag and

These fresh tags that I’m ripping off

I rip em off!

I rip em off!

Cats out here with alotta fear

They looking hard, but they spitting soft

Shout out to the homies showing us love in the D.

Had the line around the corner in the hood at Shantinique

You see Diggy out in Philly, so shout out my homie Meek

Had him come out out my show before he signed to MMG

See, I’ll tell you what you wanna know

I just seen the homie, Cole

He say he ain’t doing nothing to her

Hey, I let it go

You know that I’m smart enough not to get all swallowed up

By the crazy gossipers tryna make it popular

No amateur

SEE. You ain’t gonna catch me slipping on that camera: CHEESE

Ain’t feeling none of these young boys

I’m no Sandusky

Slow flow for my stamina: BREATHE

Haha, y’all keep talking ’bout my first week

Iunno why y’all bothered

Sold out every show this year, cheapest seat 10 dollars

Now, times that by 3 thou

Times that by like 18

And I ain’t even 18, so what you look like hating me?

I’m made to be majorly and creatively able

Because the greatest enabled me when he came out in ’83

And so basically, haters be mostly made up of fakery

Not as mad as they say to be

When they see me, theyre neighborly

Like STOP!

We ain’t caring when you pop

We ain’t caring when you drop!

We ain’t grinning, we just grinding

Steady winning.

Better let that just BURN!

Let that just BURN!

Let that just BURN!

Let that just BURN!

Yeah, I’m out here getting money, homie,

I ain’t even 20, and I don’t owe my soul in return

Better let that just… BURN!

Yeah, let that shit burn!

Don’t know what the fuck y’all thought!

That’s right, we back

2012, 2013

Say Cheese!!

P Water!

And I’m out!

Jetsetters up!

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