[Hook:Annotate Jhene Aiko (J. Cole) X2]
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It may seem like our fire
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Has been a little burnt out we tired
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We only need to stay close
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In time, sparks will fly
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(and we fly too, and we, and we,
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And we fly too)
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[Verse 1]
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Baby you deserve the whole enchilada
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Gucci and Prada
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Toast to the days when I didn't have a dollar
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You stuck around even when the world frowned on me
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Kicked me when I was down, and so they clowned on me
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Down for me, my homie
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You better believe, I know your home girl said you should leave
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Know you as tired like the Michelin man
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What if Gina would have listened to Pam?
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Now they hate to see us last this long
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When they get my album, probably pass this on
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Thought they knew me, well
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Money can't buy you happiness that's true as hell
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The happiness can't buy yo' ass this new SL
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I love you like the fat kid loves cakes and shit
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I love you like the bad kid love breakin' shit
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Ride and die chick fighting insecurities
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Wanna a ring and my last name for securities
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[Hook X2]
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[Verse 2]
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I know my style ain't perfect
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I know my smile ain't perfect
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Nigga ain't perfect, it's true
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Funny though I am perfect for you
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All the drama seem worth it for you
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She put up with the shit like she work at the zoo, true
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Now what you crying for?
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She says you ain't gon' settle down, what you lyin' for?
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She want that old thing back
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Things ain't the same, think we both seen that
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Love is war, end up on the floor
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But baby you only loose when you don't swing back
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I say those word hoping that,
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You fight for a nigga like I fight for you
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Like I fight temptations every night for you
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And know I slip, only girl in my life is you
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[Hook X2]
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Sparks Will Fly
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J. Cole |