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Sir

Genres: Electronic

Never Home Lyrics - Sir

I told myself I wasn't finna leave you no voicemail, 

'Cause you really got me fucked up. 

Like you see me callin', so a voicemail is pointless as fuck 

But the whole part about it is, if you really are serious about this... 

 

Ten missed calls, I fell asleep (damn) 

Dreamin' like I ain't livin' one 

She ain't have nothin' to say at all 

But a promise is a promise, and I told her last week 

When she hit me, I would pick up my phone 

Nothin' worse then bein' alone and feelin' alone 

I know that I should call back, but let's face facts 

I don't really feel like arguin', I be out partyin' 

Road been good to me, good to me 

I know nothin' lasts forever, but this feel like life 

I used to love when she check on me, check on me 

But nowadays phone calls ain't so black and white 

"See, I don't know who that bitch is in the background 

I don't know when I'll make it back to the hotel" 

Most of our conversations don't end well 

She say she been fine, but I can never tell 

'Cause I'm never home 

 

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There 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 screening my calls. 

My nigga, like what are we doing (I'm never home), for real? 

We just gonna play this game? 

Like let's stop fuckin' playin' games, like I'm not... 

You know what? (I'm never home) 

I am not goin' to get out of my positive mode that I've been on, 

You know what I'm saying? 

 

I've been in in the Bay for a few days 

The money locomotive don't stop 'cause she lose her top 

And Top workin' me like my nickname Kunta 

New slave, stay up in the lab on a new wave 

I don't need nobody fuckin' up my concentration 

Lately I've been contemplatin' givin' her some space 

I'm tryin' not to lose my patience 

But if we was in a race, we'd be headin' for the finish line 

She put me in a mood when I'm feelin' fine 

She keeps sayin' I need to just say what she think I'm thinkin' 

She'll get out my way, see our chain ain't linkin' 

No, our barb' ain't weavin', shit, our pop ain't lockin' 

I'm all for boxin', but this fight ain't stoppin' 

She don't wanna spaz, but she running out of gas 

I'm tryna make it last, but why should we do that 

When I'm never home 

 

If you have a problem, to talk to me, I'm your woman. 

We're not kids (I'm never home). 

Don't - mind you, we're grown. 

I'm not gonna be callin' you seven hundred times a day 

(I'm never home). 

This 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 fuckin' working 

Because I can't even get through twenty minutes. 

Like, I'm tired of it. I can't do this shit no more 

So you figure out what you're goin' to do 

Because I know what I'm gonna do, 

And I'm gonna stop leaving this fuckin' voicemail 

Because you got me fucked up 

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