Soon - Emeli Sandé, Dave East

I’m writing this letter to tell you I miss ya

The kids' doing better, we hold it together

Saw Joe yesterday

And he told me to tell ya, «To stay strong, my bro»

He said, «Don't let them stress ya»

Alicia starts school in a couple of weeks

And she so damn excited, she’s counting her sleeps

And I’ll send you some pics in her new uniform

I’m so sorry, my baby, it’s taking so long now

I’ll come to visit you soon

Soon

It’s just you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon

Oh

And money’s been low, so I’m doing whatever

The car had to go

Got two jobs in the summer

And while I remember, you know my girl, Stacy

She found out she pregnant with twins, ain’t that crazy?

And Kenny’s still mad

But you know how it is, he’ll come 'round eventually

Don’t take it personally

No right or wrong way for dealing with this

Everyone’s still just adjusting, I guess

Yeah, I’ll come to visit you soon

Soon

It’s just you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon

(Whooo)

And sometimes I daydream that I’m at home cooking

You come through the door and say, «Hey there, good-lookin'»

I miss how you touch me, I miss how you love me

And look how they robbed me, I hate how they robbed me

See Jake started speakin', his first word was, «Truck»

They say, «Oh what surprise», just like father, like son

And some days with the kids I get so fucking angry

It’s breaking my heart when they asking, «where's daddy?»

I’ll come to visit you soon

Soon

It’s just you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon

Never know which way life 'gon come at you

Never know

This life come at you fast, so buckle up, don’t crash

Plastic bags, packed them after class

Just thinking bachelor pads

Emotionally rich, physically broke

Negative seeds get planted, spirits could grow

Kids shouldn’t know about our altercations

Keep it verbal

Told you, I heard you

Being nosey have you caught up in issues that don’t concern you

I wish… I wish that time could speed up

See if you worth the time

Pretend to be, fake enemies

I’ve seen before, familiar kind

Yeah, I got your letter, ain’t have time to read a million lines

It’s from the heart, I understand

But you clever within your mind

Vices I could never shake

Options got a limit to 'em

Shiesty from where the children ruined

I’m what the strip influenced

After-school you get the kids, wasn’t there when I did my bit

That’s why you won’t get to live with a Bad Boy, I did it B.I.G

Paid the rent, I kept you fresh

The crib was plush, I filled the fridge

Now we on some distant shit

You or her, don’t know which to pick