Eric O. Evans - Write a Song Tonight Lyrics

You might be falling in love with me
You might be wasting my time
Either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
She might take that knife
And chop it up to make a meal
She might take that knife
And try to put it in my grill
But either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
You might be falling in love with me
You might be wasting my time
Either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
She might take that knife
And chop it up to make a meal
She might take that knife
And try to put it in my grill
But either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
You said, we don't ever have fun
Tell me what you on, come on, I want some, yeah yeah
You said, I got all these options
Yet I chose you, just for you to talk shit, yeah yeah
You tap my phone like five oh
Watching wear I go
In the bush you lied low
Watching what I do
I bought flowers and a couple bottle too
She see the view, scrunch her nose and look confused
She start talking to herself and catch mood
She say, what the f*ck he think he bout to do
He going f*ck around and get his whip broke
F*ck around and get a bitch smoked
She trailed me to the front door
It ain't locked, she popped in, whoa
She say, surprise nigga
I caught you f*cking cheating, don't you lie nigga
Then she her family
They surprised, they say stop shawty
Why you got that glock 40
This why we can't throw you no surprise party
You might be falling in love with me
You might be wasting my time
Either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
She might take that knife
And chop it up to make a meal
She might take that knife
And try to put it in my grill
But either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
You said that I'm always on time
You said it sounds good even when it don't rhyme, hell yeah
You said that you bout to touch down
Said f*ck the city, baby take me strait to pound town, yeah yeah
I tap that ass, she tap the mat
She get back up and throw it back
I hit dead ends like cul-de-sacs
No new era, this no cap
Where you, drop the addi where you at
I, tinder that ass f*ck the app
High, that's how you get me when you work it
Swimming deep up in your ocean, I been soul searching
When you do that dance for me, you make me so sturdy
I love the way you work it more than I love working
If I'm joking with this pen, be my Quinn, Harley
She pop it she pop it, oh no molly
I'm working, no breaks here, cuz that's not me
Unless it's time to eat cuz I see
You might be falling in love with me
You might be wasting my time
Either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
She might take that knife
And chop it up to make a meal
She might take that knife
And try to put it in my grill
But either way, it's okay
You going help me write a song tonight
When they call it's no hurry, I want to get it right
And if I fall it's on mercy, walking toward the light
From the ashes and the concrete
From the odds even though they were against me
It's okay, you going help me write a song tonight