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by wes2pluto
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A mic stand in the room
I stand in the room
Right hand in the boof
I'm readjusting cause' I moved
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Might stand in the room
Mind jammed in the room
I'm readjusting out of youth
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Why stand in the room?
Time stands in the room
My mind lands on the moon
I'm going crazy, going psycho
Baby Pluto hit his high note
I got some problems only I know
This is straight soul, no rhymezone
I'm a blank soul til' I fly home
Just text back on my phone
Her ex back on my phone
My chest bad I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin crushed up
Melancholy said I'm crushed up
Feelings bad, they call it tough love
We could run around and not discuss stuff
But I'm sticking to you like a tucked Dutch
Got gang back on my phone
Just stay tapped on the phone
My chest I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin melancholy
Thoughts running through my head, probably
Some select souls, anti-everybody
I've seen angels leaving hell crawling
We some dark souls but we rare bodies
Can't text back, cause I'm first
That's probably why I'm leaving earth
To work on my nerves
If I don't say it, it get worse
That's something that you had to learn and can't find the words
You looking deep, you tryna search
These lonely nights is like a curse
But that's in the works
I'm writing poems, fuck a verse
I got some kisses in my purse
Be home by the 3rd
A mic stand in the room
I stand in the room
Right hand in the boof
I'm readjusting cause' I moved
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Might stand in the room
Mind jammed in the room
I'm readjusting out of youth
Text back, bae I'm missing you
Just text back on my phone
Her ex back on my phone
My chest bad I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin crushed up
Melancholy said I'm crushed up
Feelings bad, they call it tough love
We could run around and not discuss stuff
But I'm sticking to you like a tucked Dutch
A mic stand in the room
I stand in the room
Right hand in the boof
I'm readjusting cause' I moved
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Might stand in the room
Mind jammed in the room
I'm readjusting out of youth
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Why stand in the room?
Time stands in the room
My mind lands on the moon
I'm going crazy, going psycho
Baby Pluto hit his high note
I got some problems only I know
This is straight soul, no rhymezone
I'm a blank soul til' I fly home
Just text back on my phone
Her ex back on my phone
My chest bad I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin crushed up
Melancholy said I'm crushed up
Feelings bad, they call it tough love
We could run around and not discuss stuff
But I'm sticking to you like a tucked Dutch
Got gang back on my phone
Just stay tapped on the phone
My chest I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin melancholy
Thoughts running through my head, probably
Some select souls, anti-everybody
I've seen angels leaving hell crawling
We some dark souls but we rare bodies
Can't text back, cause I'm first
That's probably why I'm leaving earth
To work on my nerves
If I don't say it, it get worse
That's something that you had to learn and can't find the words
You looking deep, you tryna search
These lonely nights is like a curse
But that's in the works
I'm writing poems, fuck a verse
I got some kisses in my purse
Be home by the 3rd
A mic stand in the room
I stand in the room
Right hand in the boof
I'm readjusting cause' I moved
Text back, bae I'm missing you
A mic stand in the room
Might stand in the room
Mind jammed in the room
I'm readjusting out of youth
Text back, bae I'm missing you
Just text back on my phone
Her ex back on my phone
My chest bad I ain't home
The stress bad keep it calm
They wonder why the youngin crushed up
Melancholy said I'm crushed up
Feelings bad, they call it tough love
We could run around and not discuss stuff
But I'm sticking to you like a tucked Dutch
