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I Think It's Best If I Go Now (feat. Dontendo) Video (MV)






Heron - I Think It's Best If I Go Now (feat. Dontendo) Lyrics
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Chopped up bodies
Not feeling sorry
No remorse for this f*cking family story
Locked up worries
F*cked up hobbies
Burnt down all these bridges in the blaze of glory
F*cking worried
Tied to your needs
Down on my knees
Take my heart and let me leave
Let me live it's not a myth
Just another way for me to snort this motherf*cking shit
F*cking schiz
Slicing wrists
Jumping cliffs
F*cking bitch
Reminiscing
Never missing
I'm my own king
Drugs got me itching
Death at the door when you hear the knock knock
Bitch I got the Glock cocked guess your f*cking lucks up
Stick 'em up wet 'em up nailed to the cross
West Bank river what I crawled out from
Covered in moss
'Nother life lost
Stricken by loss bitch I don't give a f*ck
Shooting up shooting up shooting up veins
Mental deranged Lil Cut Throats insane
That druggy that junkie bitch give me your money
Stay fiending no winning my body still itching
I'm useless and clueless the drugs I'm abusing
Creator of problems and solver of none
Grippin' my pistol I'm bout to solve one
Pop one in my skull bitch you know that we done
This shit got so f*cked up I'm kissing my gun
I would say goodbye but I'll leave you this song
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Chopped up bodies
Not feeling sorry
No remorse for this f*cking family story
Locked up worries
F*cked up hobbies
Burnt down all these bridges in the blaze of glory
F*cking worried
Tied to your needs
Down on my knees
Take my heart and let me leave
Let me live it's not a myth
Just another way for me to snort this motherf*cking shit
F*cking schiz
Slicing wrists
Jumping cliffs
F*cking bitch
Reminiscing
Never missing
I'm my own king
Drugs got me itching
Death at the door when you hear the knock knock
Bitch I got the Glock cocked guess your f*cking lucks up
Stick 'em up wet 'em up nailed to the cross
West Bank river what I crawled out from
Covered in moss
'Nother life lost
Stricken by loss bitch I don't give a f*ck
Shooting up shooting up shooting up veins
Mental deranged Lil Cut Throats insane
That druggy that junkie bitch give me your money
Stay fiending no winning my body still itching
I'm useless and clueless the drugs I'm abusing
Creator of problems and solver of none
Grippin' my pistol I'm bout to solve one
Pop one in my skull bitch you know that we done
This shit got so f*cked up I'm kissing my gun
I would say goodbye but I'll leave you this song
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Writer: Louis Sutton, Wolfgang Beaumont
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