Luyện nghe bài hát Never Home

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

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

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 you're my calls.
My nigga, like what are we doing (I'm never home), for
We just gonna this game?
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 mode that I've been on,
You what I'm saying?

I've been in in the Bay for a few
The locomotive don't stop 'cause she lose her top
And Top me like my nickname Kunta
New slave, up in the lab on a new wave
I need nobody fuckin' up my concentration
I've been contemplatin' givin' her some space
I'm tryin' not to my patience
But if we was in a race, we'd be headin' for the line
She put me in a when I'm feelin' fine
She keeps sayin' I need to say what she think I'm thinkin'
She'll get out my way, see our chain ain't
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 make it last, but why we do that
When I'm never

If you have a problem, to talk to me, I'm woman.
We're not kids (I'm home).
- mind you, we're grown.
I'm not gonna be callin' you 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
I can't even get through twenty minutes.
Like, I'm tired of it. I can't do this shit no
So you figure out what you're to do
Because I what I'm gonna do,
And I'm gonna stop leaving this voicemail
Because you got me up