Luyện nghe bài hát Never Home

I told myself I finna leave you no voicemail,
'Cause you got me fucked up.
you see me callin', so a voicemail is pointless as fuck
But the whole part it is, if you really are serious about this...

Ten calls, I fell asleep (damn)
like I ain't livin' one
She ain't have to say at all
But a is a promise, and I told her last 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 let's facts
I don't really feel like arguin', I be out
been good to me, good to me
I nothin' lasts forever, but this feel like life
I used to love when she check on me, on me
But nowadays phone calls ain't so and white
"See, I don't know who bitch is in the background
I don't know when I'll it back to the hotel"
of our conversations don't end well
She say she been fine, but I can tell
'Cause I'm home

ain't no reason to be, to be havin' to call you six, seeven hundred times (I'm never home) in a fuckin' minute
because you're my calls.
My nigga, like are we doing (I'm never home), for real?
We just gonna play this
Like let's stop fuckin' playin' games, I'm not...
You what? (I'm never home)
I am not goin' to get out of my positive mode that I've 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 me like my nickname Kunta
New slave, stay up in the lab on a new
I don't need nobody fuckin' up my
I've been contemplatin' givin' her some space
I'm tryin' not to my patience
But if we was in a race, be headin' for the finish line
She put me in a mood I'm feelin' fine
She keeps sayin' I need to just say what she think I'm
She'll get out my way, see our chain linkin'
No, our barb' ain't weavin', shit, our pop lockin'
I'm all for boxin', but this fight stoppin'
She don't wanna spaz, but she out of gas
I'm tryna it last, but why should we do that
I'm never home

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