Luyện nghe bài hát Never Home

I told myself I wasn't leave you no voicemail,
you really got me fucked up.
Like you see me callin', so a voicemail is as fuck
But the whole about it is, if you really are serious about this...

Ten missed calls, I fell (damn)
Dreamin' I ain't livin' one
She have nothin' to say at all
But a promise is a promise, and I told her week
she hit me, I would pick up my phone
Nothin' worse bein' alone and feelin' alone
I know that I should call back, but face facts
I don't really feel like arguin', I be out
been good to me, good to me
I know nothin' lasts forever, but feel like life
I used to when she check on me, check on me
But nowadays phone ain't so black and white
"See, I don't know who that is in the background
I don't when I'll make it back to the hotel"
Most of our conversations don't end
She say she fine, but I can never tell
'Cause I'm never

There ain't no to be, to be havin' to call you six, seeven hundred times (I'm never home) in a fuckin' minute
because screening my calls.
My nigga, like what are we (I'm never home), for real?
We just play this game?
let's stop fuckin' playin' games, like I'm not...
You know (I'm never home)
I am not goin' to get out of my positive mode that been on,
You know I'm saying?

I've in in the Bay for a few days
The locomotive don't stop 'cause she lose her top
And Top workin' me like my nickname
New slave, up in the lab on a new wave
I don't need fuckin' up my concentration
Lately I've been contemplatin' givin' her space
I'm not to lose my patience
But if we was in a race, we'd be headin' for the finish
She put me in a mood when I'm feelin'
She keeps sayin' I need to just say what she think I'm
get out my way, see our chain ain't linkin'
No, our ain't weavin', shit, our pop ain't lockin'
I'm all for boxin', but this ain't stoppin'
She wanna spaz, but she running out of gas
I'm tryna make it last, but why we do that
When I'm home

If you have a problem, to to me, I'm your woman.
not kids (I'm never home).
Don't - you, we're grown.
I'm not gonna be callin' you seven hundred a day
(I'm home).
shit is for the birds.
This whole-, this whole thing, honestly, to like- like to be high key honest, (I'm never home) is not working
I can't even get through twenty minutes.
Like, I'm tired of it. I can't do this shit no
So you out what you're goin' to do
Because I know I'm gonna do,
And I'm gonna stop leaving this voicemail
Because you got me up