Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Vocals
Gunna
Vocals
Louis Bell
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Austin Post
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Taurus Currie Jr.
Songwriter
Billy Walsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Bell
Producer
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Shaan Singh
Recording Engineer
Chris Dennis
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oh, oh, oh, mmm
How am I free when you hold me so tight?
I cannot beam when you blocking my light
I cannot be what you want me, what you want me, what you want me to be
I cannot see when you cover my eyes
And cannot just sleep when I'm so f— tired
So tell me right now what you want me what you want me, what you want me to be
Yeah, ooh, what you wanna do is tell me off, no
What you wanna do is — me up, ooh
What you not gonna do is top me off
So excuse me for an hour while I love myself
You told me, you'd protect my heart, you'd be my goalie
Thinkin' 'bout the —that you sold me
And I know that I ain't perfect, but you so mean
We were homies
You trip me up just to watch me fall
Smoke another cigarette, wash the last one down
So down, down, 'til I'm flat on my face
You're the reason why I get so high
How am I free when you hold me so tight?
I cannot beam when you blocking my light
I cannot be what you want me, what you want me, what you want me to be
I cannot see when you cover my eyes
And cannot just sleep when I'm so f— tired
So tell me right now what you want me what you want me, what you want me to be
Got a custom diamond ring and no, he don't got a wife
Got a large amount of things, I can't total the price
I told her I don't need her, she can leave out my life (life)
You only get one try, but if it's lit, we go twice (twice)
Uh, pull up in a hard top, it's a drop-top (top)
Told you we'd be multimillionaires, why lie? (Lie)
She know I do not care for no pressin' my mind
The federal skeleton on my wrist say prime-time (time)
How couldn't you just let me be me?
You starting to be measly (measly)
I couldn't even find out 'cause you leavin' me
You can tell I'm pure, you feel my energy (energy)
Really rich, we ain't living free
Got to keep it solid, and we all agree
How am I free when you hold me so tight?
I cannot beam when you blocking my light
I cannot be what you want me, what you want me, what you want me to be
I cannot see when you cover my eyes
And cannot just sleep when I'm so f— tired
So tell me right now what you want me what you want me, what you want me to be
Ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Sergio Kitchens, Billy Walsh, Taurus Bucy Jr. Currie
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