Phone - where are you ?

[Whispered Intro)] pssst… where are you…? I swear I left you right here… [Verse 1] Beat drops soft, like sneakers on tiles. I’m pacing through the hallway, checking every little mile. Couch cushions flying, I’m flipping them like cards, Muttering to myself while I search the whole backyard. Upstairs, downstairs, I’m running like a chase, Echo in the kitchen, phone’s not in its place. I call it from another phone — silence in the air, Just my heartbeat thumping like a kick drum there. [Verse 2] Boots on the wooden floor, rhythm getting loud, I tear apart the bedroom like I’m fighting with a cloud. Under blankets, under tables, under every single chair, I swear I hear a phantom buzz but nothing’s really there. I’m talking to myself now, “Bro, where did you go?” My patience dropping faster than a bassline blow. I call again — voicemail — mocking me like fate, This house is now a battlefield and I’m running late. [Chorus] I’m searching high, I’m searching low, Up the stairs and down I go. Every room, every shadow, every corner I scan — But my phone’s gone rogue like it’s got its own plan. I’m calling, calling, calling — but it never rings back, Just silence hitting harder than a rock‑rap track. I’m losing my mind, man, this hunt’s insane — Where’d you hide, little phone? Stop playing games. [Verse 3] Okay, now I’m in detective mode, scanning like a pro, Checking pockets, checking jackets, even places I don’t go. I’m crawling under furniture, dust dancing in the light, This phone is playing hide‑and‑seek and winning every fight. I’m rhyming with frustration, pacing like a storm, My brain buffering hard — not performing to norm. I call again — nothing — just a cold empty tone, Feels like the universe is clowning me and my phone. [Verse 4] Step outside, fresh air, frustration in my chest, Walk toward the driveway, hoping for a miracle at best. Open up the car door — and there it is, glowing bright, My runaway smartphone chilling like it owns the night. Seatbelt wrapped around it like a throne it designed, Screen lighting up my face — relief hits my mind. I laugh out loud, man, what a ridiculous quest, But the beat drops heavy ’cause the phone passed the test. [Final Chorus] I searched high, I searched low, Up the stairs and down I go. Every room, every shadow, every corner I scanned — But my phone went rogue like it had its own plan. I kept calling, calling, calling — but it never rang back, Just silence hitting harder than a rock‑rap track. But now I’m laughing in the driveway, victory in my hands — Found my phone in the car, ending all my crazy plans. [Whispered Outro] Don’t run away again… okay? Stay where I leave you… please…