Diggy Simmons - Fall Lyrics
[Hook: Victoria Monet]Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourSend your little soldiers to my doorAnd watch them fall downFall downHut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourIf you wish to test me start a warAnd watch them fall downFall down[Verse 1: Diggy Simmons]I kill anything you send at me, got no time for frenimiesSo either you respect me or neglect me, can't get rid of meThese fake, fake niggas they ain't who they pretend to beThese shake weight niggas out here ruining the industryEither you a copy or a cloneYou ratchet or you trapping or you tryna watch the throneAnd I won't let they actions be distracting all my goalsNiggas I used to know acting like groupies in my phone, guess we onWe was home, now we made our dreams realerAnd since they never pushed me, I don't know if I'm a killerWe can find out together, try to be a scene stealerMan I'll bomb on you niggas in a minute, Reggie MillerI ain't afraid to tango with rivals until they strangleCause ain't nothing ever shameful in victory if it's painfulAnd for the crown that dangles I'll battle at every angleI run circles around your trianglesWassup?[Hook: Victoria Monet]Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourSend your little soldiers to my doorAnd watch them fall downFall downHut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourIf you wish to test me start a warAnd watch them fall downFall down[Verse 2: Diggy Simmmons]Don't know how any grown rapper would consider me a subjectAnd I ain't even got my first Benz sitting on dubs yetI guess I rattled you snaggletooth you know betterThought J stood for Jermaine not Jet SetterYou see me and shook my hand copping pleas in personNow you act less than a man mentioning me in versesMan you used to have dreams of my big sister kissing yaNow it's nightmares of a little brother dissing yaSneak disses and jabs I don't really see the benefitBut I guess you lame and I probably keep you relevantMaybe you should sign with me instead of Mr. CarterHow you mad at me I got a relationship with my father, huh?Guess I’m the second one to give this man a platformBut I won’t go as far as saying cats should clap for emAnd if they did then this verse might as well be a hearseKilled you, ain't even curse nigga[Hook: Victoria Monet]Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourSend your little soldiers to my doorAnd watch them fall downFall downHut one, hut two, hut three, hut fourIf you wish to test me start a warAnd watch them fall downFall down[Outro: Diggy Simmons]Just a lil' nigga with talent!
