Suicidal Thoughts In The Back Of The Cadillac Pt 2

Pouya

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|Dm |Em |Dm |Em
|Dm |Em |Dm |Em

Verse 1

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

Instrumental

|Dm |Em |Dm |Em

Chorus

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

Verse 2

Dm                                        G
Everything I did is crumblin' beneath my feet
              Em
I'm feelin' lonely, feelin' like I'm only stuck with memories
          Dm                                      G
Take me back to what I was, take away what I've become
     Em
Take away the grayer days, take the bullet out my brain
         Dm                            G
Take my dick out your mouth and let me be myself
                   Em
I wonder what the people around me think about me
Back to my shady ways I go
G                Dm
Pack the Gat and let it blow
      G                      Em
Just let my lover, brother, mother, sisters, father know I love 'em
        F
Mikey I told told you we was gon be somethin'
            Dm                 G                Em
Look at us now 'cause now we buzzin', pressin' buttons
Diamonds dancin' by the dozen
        F                             Dm
Nick I told you we would rise from nothin'
                                C
Look at the way they look at me now
                        Em
Rich forever, blowin' money 'til I'm senile

Chorus

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

Verse 3

       Dm
I got addicted to the money as I fell inside a hole
                         Em
The cries and crowd get louder, the deeper that I go
        Dm
Nobody know what I've been doin', tell myself I hate myself
         Em                         C
I can't control the cards I'm dealt
           Dm
I spent a lot time alone inside my room
         Bm                  Em
Thinkin' about what I would do if I knew you was on the fence about me too, bitch
Dm                                              G
I crashed the whip and hit a bitch, and almost killed the bitch
Em
An now I'm back in the Cadillac with that black pistol grip
     F
The AC don't work and I'm feelin' like I was kid again
                      Dm          Em
Feelin' like I wasn't gettin' in with the cooler kids
How the fuck can I get out of this funk?
      F                                    Dm
If I die, you cry, then move on, the next day
          C                                       Em
I'm ill advised, fuck you, bitch, you can't even look me in my eyes

Chorus

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

Outro

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