Tonight - Soulchef

I can’t be with you tonight

No I got to do the right thing

I’m picking my fight plan

You know I’ll be right back

I don’t want to fight

And I can’t speak with you tonight

Said I’d give you a call but

I really got caught up

You know you’re the source of the love in my life

This verse goes out to the one that I’m missing

Out there somewhere, off in the distance

I’m counting down the days until I get to see her next

Sucks that I got to talk to her through a text

'Til we’re in the same room and I can hold her to my chest

'Cos I miss her laugh, and I miss her scent

She’s trying to understand but it’s hard, she doesn’t see

Everything that’s going on there in the daily with me

Tonight we got two gigs going back to back

'Cos we’re trying to do our best to put the crew on the map

If it doesn’t pop off soon, it could be a wrap

Don’t want to choose between the two, a dude is feeling trapped

I’m still holding everything down on my end

She inspires all the words that come out of my pen

And I say it wholeheartedly, no doubt in my breath

Let’s enjoy what we have before we got no time left

Yeah I’m sitting up in bed again, mad stressed

Tears lined eyelids, and silence is definite

Body language represent the words that I never said

Hit up, timing just couldn’t be worse

'Cos I got to put in work with the crew to rehearse

And I can’t give the time that you truly deserve

Girl, understand and please be patient

I know at times I leave in haste with these places

Realise the strangest thing is creating

With you by my side is when I feel safest

So, when I take off, baby, let us make sure

That we stay close and both of us will stay strong

I don’t want to leave you but I got to go and trade songs

I got my bags packed, back on the road, dodge hatchback

Heading to the show, fresh clothes in my knapsack

Shorty back home all alone

Worrying her dome while I’m gone

So she fall asleep by the phone

Dreaming about a ringtone, but she got me dreaming about her skin tone

Counting every second from the car to the hotel

Back to the car, from the stage to the bar

Downstairs, cell phone, not a ring, there’s no charge

No check, x next on my text, no bars

So, far as I know, when I get her on the line

It’ll be a lot of:

'Why you never call?'

'Why you lying?'

'Who you with?'

'Where you at now?'

'Who's in the background?'

Got to tell her sorry but my phone about to die

I know it sounds foul but it’s true

Just let me make it up to you, next time you can come too but

I know it seems I ain’t got time and it’s hurting you baby

I know you’re so tired of waiting

But understand that I got to do this for you and I, no

I wouldn’t lie, oh

I hope you never leave my sight

So baby believe me I can make this right

I’m doing this for us

Baby baby trust, I ain’t lying

Said I ain’t lying