Luyện nghe bài hát Never Home

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

Ten calls, I fell asleep (damn)
Dreamin' like I ain't one
She have nothin' to say at all
But a promise is a promise, and I her last week
When she hit me, I would pick up my
Nothin' worse then bein' and feelin' alone
I that I should call back, but let's face facts
I don't feel like arguin', I be out partyin'
Road been to me, good to me
I nothin' lasts forever, but this feel like life
I used to when she check on me, check on me
But phone calls ain't so black and white
"See, I don't know who that is in the background
I know when I'll make 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

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

I've been in in the Bay for a few
The money locomotive stop 'cause she lose her top
And Top workin' me my nickname Kunta
New slave, stay up in the lab on a new
I don't nobody fuckin' up my concentration
Lately I've been contemplatin' her some 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 I'm feelin' fine
She keeps I need to just say what she think I'm thinkin'
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 ain't
She don't wanna spaz, but she out of gas
I'm tryna make it last, but why we do that
I'm never home

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