Suicidal Thoughts in the Back of the Cadillac Pt. 2 Pouya

[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 1]
I'm a down south Florida boy, ain't goin' back to Hollywood
From the gutter to your guts, let me ignite the firewood
Still, I roll slow in that Chevy donk, never forget
Where I rose up from, spit on my face, get rid of my funds
And who am I? Just another guy stuck in desperation
Lookin' at the ceilin' fan, spinnin' around, havin' a panic attack
I don't pop no pills 'cause it don't take the pain away from me
I don't crack no seals 'cause it done took the gang away from me
I've been known to pimp a ho, got dirty loafers on my feet
Bitch, you got me mesmerized, them thighs the size of me
Let me slide inside your body beef, bitch
I got my chain on, ain't a thing wrong with a broken frozen wrist
(Bitch)
(Bitch)

[Chorus]
Them suicidal thoughts inside the Cadillac won't fade away
Another day I piss away, another day don't go my way
Another ho gon' look my way, lookin' for a paper chase
But, bitch, I'm not the one, so get your comfort from another
Them suicidal thoughts inside the Cadillac won't fade away
Another day I piss away, another day don't go my way
Another ho gon' look my way, lookin' for a paper chase
But, bitch, I'm not the one, so get your comfort from another