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Description
Producer: Daoud
Producer, Composer: Carrington Brown
Programming Engineer, Producer, Recording Engineer: Mixx
Vocalist, Lyricist: Taraji P. Henson
Mixing Engineer: Sean Solymar #MWA for Dean’s List Productions
Co Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Mike Dean #MWA for Dean’s List Productions
Composer Lyricist: Teyana Taylor
Lyricist: Courtney “Coco” Gilbert
Composer: Baruch Nembhard
Composer: Daoud Anthony
Lyrics and translation
Original
It started as a spark, and we fed it with promises, with hands that held tight, eyes locked. I do.
But flames are greedy things, and I, I noticed the smoke curling between our words, but I didn't flinch.
When the warmth became a warning, when your touch left blisters instead of butterflies, we called it passion, fate, fire consuming the walls we built together.
Until one day, I stood in the ashes alone.
Your name still on my lips, your ghost in my lungs, and realized through anger and rage, love shouldn't burn everything it touches.
So I walked away from the wreckage, not because I stopped loving you, no, but because I finally understood even love is something you must escape.
You forced me to live in the flames, and I was the moth.
This nigga, he created this fire in me. Yeah, I just simply wanted him to love me back to life.
That's it.
But no, the hardest part was realizing
I should have walked out this bitch a long time ago.
Yeah, but I, I, I ignored the, the signs. Yeah, the flags was slapping me upside the face, but I loved you, nigga.
But you know what I'm on right now? I'm on my fuck you, bitch. Fuck you.
Yeah, it's up now, nigga. It's up
English translation
It started as a spark, and we fed it with promises, with hands that held tight, eyes locked. I do.
But flames are greedy things, and I, I noticed the smoke curling between our words, but I didn't flinch.
When the warmth became a warning, when your touch left blisters instead of butterflies, we called it passion, fate, fire consuming the walls we built together.
Until one day, I stood in the ashes alone.
Your name still on my lips, your ghost in my lungs, and realized through anger and rage, love shouldn't burn everything it touches.
So I walked away from the wreckage, not because I stopped loving you, no, but because I finally understood even love is something you must escape.
You forced me to live in the flames, and I was the moth.
This nigga, he created this fire in me. Yeah, I just simply wanted him to love me back to life.
That's it.
But no, the hardest part was realizing
I should have walked out this bitch a long time ago.
Yeah, but I, I, I ignored the, the signs. Yeah, the flags was slapping me upside the face, but I loved you, nigga.
But you know what I'm on right now? I'm on my fuck you, bitch. Fuck you.
Yeah, it's up now, nigga. It's up