Testo Stuckathome

I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess
I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed
I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess
I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed Sent me artificial flowers so I moved them to the trash
Read too deep into your words, now the time is gone and passed
I said wait take it slow, but she stepped up on the gas
I sent a risky text, now I can't take it back
Don't compare me to no rapper you know I been on my own lane
Only see you at the fucking club, girl you got no chance
My patience went and snapped now I can't tie up all these loose ends
When I talk to happiness it feels like he an old friend
I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess
I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed
I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed
Don't talk to me, don't notice me
I just wanna be left alone
Don't bother me, I'm noticing
That you've been in the same boat
I can't ever let go, of what we had
But I keep on getting told to move on from the past
I'm attached to her, she my other half
But I finally realized that i gotta chase the bag
Money on my mind, know that I be in my prime
I stay inside all day and night
I made this music, all these songs
I'm sick of feeling dead inside
This room is where my drunken thoughts
Whenever I want to go sleep
I hope I don't open my eyes
Don't open my eyes
I don't even wanna wait
I am sick and tired of lies
Got too much inside my plate
Seen you talking to that guy
Now I just wanna run away
I don't wanna be alone
But I guess it's way too late
I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess
I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed
I've been stuck at home making music at my desk
Thinking 'bout the last time that I sent a risky text
My priorities are thrown out the window, I'm a mess
I just wanna be alone, all these feelings got me stressed