Released: December 11, 2017

Songwriter: Pouya

Producer: Mikey the Magician

[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 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

[Verse 2]
Everything I did is crumblin' 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 somethin'
Look at us now 'cause now we buzzin', pressin' buttons
Diamonds dancin' by the dozen
Nick, I told you we would rise from nothin'
Look at the way they look at me now
Rich forever, blowin' money 'til I'm senile

[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

[Verse 3]
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 doin', 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

[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
Fade away, fade away

Pouya

Kevin Pouya (born December 20, 1994), simply known as Pouya, is an American rapper in the South Florida underground scene. His father is from Iran, his mother from Cuba. He is part of the Miami collective Buffet Boys, which he started with long-time collaborator Fat Nick.

Known for his long hair, introspective raps, and fondness of Cadillacs, Pouya has since starting his career in 2012 made a big name for himself in the Florida underground scene. He is influenced by a variety of horrorcore rappers including Cleveland group, Bones Thugs-n-Harmony.

While living with Fat Nick at Nick’s mom’s house, Kevin released his debut mixtape, Fuck It. In an interview with The Hundreds, he talked about what his life would be like if he didn’t pursue