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3. SEWER SIDE feat. CLXDS (Prod. goth helma) Video (MV)




Performed By: Claudio
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Claudiu Tudorache
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Claudio - 3. SEWER SIDE feat. CLXDS (Prod. goth helma) Lyrics




Nose froze
From the coke
Yeah im dope
Blessin all these bitches im the pope
Ay

Shut the f*ck up bitch im trynna hit the slopes
No snow
If you wanna hang
You Better grab the rope

And i hope
That i don't overdose
Off the lines i toke
Sawed off
Keep that shit tucked in my coat

In the back of the audi
Grippin on the 44
Paranoid
That the opps are coming for my f*ckin throat

And I hope
That i make it out the hole
Big body audi boat
Hear that v8
When i'm crawling through the dirt
Ay

These hoes want dick
I only say hello
Gotta get the money
Get myself known first

Yeah bitch I put in that
Work spilled the codeine on my shirt if they wanna talk that shit I'm a stick them in the dirt
Now they mf hurt
Im still swerving in my hearse
Serving chickens and them birds
Spend a stack get reimbursed
Hoe

Catch me on the sewer side
Yeah
Catch on the sewer side ay
Catch me on the sewer side
Contemplating mf suicide ay ay ay


Failure by design
How do I show it
But I'm still alive
I'm still asking why

Why'd I survive
Every day's a life of mine
I'm barely dead through depression
I got residue

Boulder in my arms and in my heart
It's hard to feel nightmares
You don't fight fair
Fighting for my life

Inside my mind, it's warfare
I'm in hell here, I swear
If I could have a wish, then I think it would be this
Yeah, make a deal with God and hope

So that I could take your place
Yeah, lately I've been in a bad mood
With your heart on my arm like a tattoo
As a lady, my thoughts like a taboo

I wake up in the night and I can't move
Terror
Hey, get my shit together
Make a promise, don't forget it

If I die before I wake, I pray that I go to that place
Where I could see your face every day
I'm okay
I think I just need space

Meditate
Elevate
Medicate
Body suicide

Yeah, I spend my time fighting suicide
Hey, suicide
Yes, do or die
I got a broken heart and a troubled mind

Mix that shit with a Glock 9
I can't feel my heart
But I think I'm smiling
Tell me, do you really wanna f*cking try me

No, no, no, no
Use my pain for your entertainment
Some of it I'll make from almost famous
Boys are nameless

Suffocate when you say my name
Can't say it's famous
Every day I wake up
Contemplate blowing my own brain

It's time now to hit it
I'm spending more so let's watch you cave in
Don't wanna hear your conversation
I've been beefing with the devil

Do that shit a lot
You can't have my soul
I bet that shit hurt him a lot
Patch it in the phone and I think Congress at the door

I'ma take this millimeter
Make damn sure you can't ignore
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English

Nose froze
From the coke
Yeah im dope
Blessin all these bitches im the pope
Ay

Shut the f*ck up bitch im trynna hit the slopes
No snow
If you wanna hang
You Better grab the rope

And i hope
That i don't overdose
Off the lines i toke
Sawed off
Keep that shit tucked in my coat

In the back of the audi
Grippin on the 44
Paranoid
That the opps are coming for my f*ckin throat

And I hope
That i make it out the hole
Big body audi boat
Hear that v8
When i'm crawling through the dirt
Ay

These hoes want dick
I only say hello
Gotta get the money
Get myself known first

Yeah bitch I put in that
Work spilled the codeine on my shirt if they wanna talk that shit I'm a stick them in the dirt
Now they mf hurt
Im still swerving in my hearse
Serving chickens and them birds
Spend a stack get reimbursed
Hoe

Catch me on the sewer side
Yeah
Catch on the sewer side ay
Catch me on the sewer side
Contemplating mf suicide ay ay ay


Failure by design
How do I show it
But I'm still alive
I'm still asking why

Why'd I survive
Every day's a life of mine
I'm barely dead through depression
I got residue

Boulder in my arms and in my heart
It's hard to feel nightmares
You don't fight fair
Fighting for my life

Inside my mind, it's warfare
I'm in hell here, I swear
If I could have a wish, then I think it would be this
Yeah, make a deal with God and hope

So that I could take your place
Yeah, lately I've been in a bad mood
With your heart on my arm like a tattoo
As a lady, my thoughts like a taboo

I wake up in the night and I can't move
Terror
Hey, get my shit together
Make a promise, don't forget it

If I die before I wake, I pray that I go to that place
Where I could see your face every day
I'm okay
I think I just need space

Meditate
Elevate
Medicate
Body suicide

Yeah, I spend my time fighting suicide
Hey, suicide
Yes, do or die
I got a broken heart and a troubled mind

Mix that shit with a Glock 9
I can't feel my heart
But I think I'm smiling
Tell me, do you really wanna f*cking try me

No, no, no, no
Use my pain for your entertainment
Some of it I'll make from almost famous
Boys are nameless

Suffocate when you say my name
Can't say it's famous
Every day I wake up
Contemplate blowing my own brain

It's time now to hit it
I'm spending more so let's watch you cave in
Don't wanna hear your conversation
I've been beefing with the devil

Do that shit a lot
You can't have my soul
I bet that shit hurt him a lot
Patch it in the phone and I think Congress at the door

I'ma take this millimeter
Make damn sure you can't ignore
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Writer: Claudiu Tudorache
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