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Norman Sanchez - Phone Home Lyrics



Norman Sanchez - Phone Home Lyrics




Lately, I've been hiding my expressiveness
Behind mask or behind masks, plural
So you could say that I've been just Jim caring less
My older brothers making momma stress
My baby momma taking out the check
My oldest son is learning incorrect
They trying to throw Jehovah witness at his neck
And lately, I've been thinking about my life
Things I did wrong, things I coulda did right
Times I drove in when I could have took flight
Times I said hi, when I should have said bye
You gave me your number in November
And you told me to call it if I need you
Now I'm taking you up on that offer
Just like I took you up at the alter
I hope it's not a bad time to call
I hope it's not a bad time at all
I know my timing is kinda off sometime
I be feeling lost sometimes
Whether the weather be cold, or whether weather be hot
Whether weather be warm, or whether weather be not
Whether I stay complacent, or whether I take your spot
Whether we pray to Allah, whether we pray to God
Whether he stay in shape, whether he freeing mase
Whether he pushing people or whether he pushing weight
So obsessed with a dream, we get lost in the chase
So obsessed with the birth that we get lost in the cake
Going deep on em
Real deep on em
They fell asleep on Him
Fell asleep on us
Rain sleep on em
Put some cleats on us
Throw the King at em
Put a speech on us
Yea, I had a dream
Don't we all
All men fall-short like Hart trying to ball like Paul
George, move forward man we ain't trying to stall
We ain't tryna' stall, we ain't even tryna' stall
I didn't wanna' have to call, didn't wanna' get involved
I've been looking at your number, I didn't think I'd ever fall
But a just man falls seven times
He gets back up again
He tries his luck again
If he gets stuck again
Back in that rut again
He won't complain
He'll just find his way out of the situation and hope for brighter days
Kirk Franklin, brighter days don't come fast like they use to
I find my motivation on YouTube, cause I can't afford a psychologist
Instead of hiding everything I hate, I just acknowledge it
Preaching through my esophagus woah
Way too wordy, that's way too wordy
It's too late, 2:30 that's way too early
I sat on the back of the bus; my hair was way too curly
But sat in front of the class cause I was way too nerdy
Ain't it funny how time change with time change
Zamasu, Black Goku, Time Rings
I am so ahead of my time like Future Trunks and his mom
Oh Mai
You ain't gone get that
You might have to flip back
I might just sit back and wait till you get that
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Lately, I've been hiding my expressiveness
Behind mask or behind masks, plural
So you could say that I've been just Jim caring less
My older brothers making momma stress
My baby momma taking out the check
My oldest son is learning incorrect
They trying to throw Jehovah witness at his neck
And lately, I've been thinking about my life
Things I did wrong, things I coulda did right
Times I drove in when I could have took flight
Times I said hi, when I should have said bye
You gave me your number in November
And you told me to call it if I need you
Now I'm taking you up on that offer
Just like I took you up at the alter
I hope it's not a bad time to call
I hope it's not a bad time at all
I know my timing is kinda off sometime
I be feeling lost sometimes
Whether the weather be cold, or whether weather be hot
Whether weather be warm, or whether weather be not
Whether I stay complacent, or whether I take your spot
Whether we pray to Allah, whether we pray to God
Whether he stay in shape, whether he freeing mase
Whether he pushing people or whether he pushing weight
So obsessed with a dream, we get lost in the chase
So obsessed with the birth that we get lost in the cake
Going deep on em
Real deep on em
They fell asleep on Him
Fell asleep on us
Rain sleep on em
Put some cleats on us
Throw the King at em
Put a speech on us
Yea, I had a dream
Don't we all
All men fall-short like Hart trying to ball like Paul
George, move forward man we ain't trying to stall
We ain't tryna' stall, we ain't even tryna' stall
I didn't wanna' have to call, didn't wanna' get involved
I've been looking at your number, I didn't think I'd ever fall
But a just man falls seven times
He gets back up again
He tries his luck again
If he gets stuck again
Back in that rut again
He won't complain
He'll just find his way out of the situation and hope for brighter days
Kirk Franklin, brighter days don't come fast like they use to
I find my motivation on YouTube, cause I can't afford a psychologist
Instead of hiding everything I hate, I just acknowledge it
Preaching through my esophagus woah
Way too wordy, that's way too wordy
It's too late, 2:30 that's way too early
I sat on the back of the bus; my hair was way too curly
But sat in front of the class cause I was way too nerdy
Ain't it funny how time change with time change
Zamasu, Black Goku, Time Rings
I am so ahead of my time like Future Trunks and his mom
Oh Mai
You ain't gone get that
You might have to flip back
I might just sit back and wait till you get that
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