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म्यूज़िक वीडियो
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pouya
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Mount
Songwriter
Michele Scatamacchia
Songwriter
Kevin Pouya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mikey the Magician
Producer
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[Verse 1]
I'm a down-South Florida boy, ain't going back to Hollywood
From the gutter to your guts, let me ignite the firewood
Still I roll slow in the 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
Looking at the ceiling fan spinning around, having 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 been known to pimp a ho, got dirty loafers on my feet
Bitch, you got me mesmerized, them thighs the size of me
Lemme slide inside your body beef, bitch, I got my chain on
Ain't a thing wrong with a broken, frozen wrist (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Everything I did is crumbling beneath my feet
I'm feelin' lonely, feelin' like I'm only stuck with memories
Take me back to what I was, take away what I've become
Take away the grayer days, take the bullet out my brain
Take my dick out your mouth, and let me be myself
I wonder what the people around me think about me
Back to my shady ways I go, pack the Gat and let it blow
Just let my lover, brother, mother, sisters, father know I love 'em
Mikey, I told you we was gon' be something
Look at us now, 'cause now we buzzin'
Pressing buttons, diamonds dancin' by the dozen
Nick, I told you we would rise from nothing
Look at the way they look at me now
Rich forever, blowin' money till I'm senile
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
I got addicted to the money as I fell inside a hole
The cries and crowd get louder the deeper that I go
Nobody know what I've been doing, tell myself I hate myself
I can't control the cards I'm dealt
I spent a lot of time alone inside my room
Thinkin' about what I would do
If I knew you was on the fence about me too, bitch
I crashed the whip and hit a bitch, and almost killed the bitch
And now I'm back in the Cadillac with that black pistol grip
The AC don't work and I'm feelin' like I was a kid again
Feelin' like I wasn't gettin' in with the cooler kids
How the fuck can I get out of this funk?
If I die, you cry, then move on the next day
I'm ill-advised, fuck you, bitch
You can't even look me in my eyes
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
Them suicidal thoughts inside the Cadillac won't fade away
Written by: Joseph Mount, Kevin Pouya, Michele Scatamacchia