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Sangtekst: Diggy Simmons. Rising To The Top.

I'm feeling like Nas in this prime
Flow ill manic the game about to be mine
The flyest little nigga you ever seen before
I'm laughing at them haters that saying i can't blow Rap games finest giving nigga's sinus. Cause my money keep on multiplying and they all minors
you can call me young giant
Little tyrant killin rappers on the mike
But I ain't violent. I walked in Atlantic like it's my time to welcome home king posters looking like they mine
I know they t.i's but in my mind
I'm the new king of the game now watch me shine
I'm about to run this thing So stay in your lane
My competition's the cavaliers without Lebron James. Easy to beat not even close
I'm running the coast
That B.I.G use to promote

Just giving it hope
Cause we the originators and innovators. Ima cash cow i be generating money like Vegas yeah
Respect what I'm talking bout
Doing big things bout to put my own sneaker out. I know my uncle J looking down on me
Waiting for the day the game gone put the crown on me
As my career keep rising through the top I feel like Diddy but I'm Diggy
Can't stop won't stop Puttin out heat rocks Rising to the top
been a long time coming like Dre and detox
Man let the be rock
And you say New York city

Simmons, Diggy