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diggy graves - the grim weeper lyrics

[verse 1]
i was scrolling through some dm’s last night (last night)
got some titty pics, “how you doing? hi” (doing, hi)
some upcoming rappers looking for advice
a couple booty pics, same thing, just a different night
and then i seen it, i hope you mean it, go k!ll myself
oh, believe it, i’ve tried to treat it
’cause i’ve already tried to take my life, twice, by suicide
but everybody knows the grim reaper just can’t die (ahahahaha)
i ain’t a gangsta and i never claimed to be one
but if i had to gang_bang, you know i’d be a g one
and if it ever camе to murder, i’m a free one
riding in the sunsеt if i ever see one
i ain’t a player, but i know it’s gotta be fun
just l!cking kitty and some titties, like i’m going, “d1”
and if i ever got tested, need a cheap one
’cause money’s tight like the hoe i f_cked in my nissan

[chorus]
lately, i got these psychopathic thoughts
running through my vox and out my speakers with some attitude
lately, i got the world so p_ssed off
better than p_ssed on, diggy do what he gotta do
lately, i got these psychopathic thoughts
running through my aux and out my 12’s with some magnitude
and maybe, i’ll just take my whole mask off
tell them all, “f_ck off, diggy do what he wanna do”
[verse 2]
you f_cking p_ssy, yeah, i am what i eat
while you’re stalking onlyfans pages once a week
why waste all your money? just give it to me
then go look in the mirror and see a p_ssy for free
like, “mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the biggest b_tch of all?”
i’ve been feeling low and all, running out of adderall
really don’t know who to call, i don’t wanna get involved (it’s diggy, b_tch)
but i will if i have to, pull the grim reaper out
let ’em just slash you ’til you can’t take no more
then bash you for everytime you hit that b_tch, then stash you away

[verse 3]
’cause i’m just a white boy that raps a little bit
switch up flows, hit falsettos for the h_ll of it (hey)
then go low ’cause i know the ladies love that sh_t
yeah, it’s diggy, baby, now watch how quick i can spit
yeah, i’m running and running away, numbing the pain inside my mental
trying to find a sketchy place in this state to cop a pistol
to destroy the demons that are creeping in my little, wooden cabin
cobweb corners, hiding silhouette souls of sadness (haaaah)
all these voices in my head got me screaming in my pillowcase
yeah, they want me dead, but we know, i can’t be replaced
if i were to go, just bury me in gold chains, bury me in gold chains
[chorus]
lately, i got these psychopathic thoughts
running through my vox and out my speakers with some attitude
lately, i got the world so p_ssed off
better than p_ssed on, diggy do what he gotta do
lately, i got these psychopathic thoughts
running through my aux and out my 12’s with some magnitude
and maybe, i’ll just take my whole mask off
tell them all, “f_ck off, diggy do what he wanna do” (ahahahahahahaha)

- diggy graves

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