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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Vocals
Jairus Mozee
Jairus Mozee
Guitar
Norelle
Norelle
Background Vocals
BJ the Chicago Kid
BJ the Chicago Kid
Background Vocals
Vicky Farewell Nguyen
Vicky Farewell Nguyen
Piano
SiR
SiR
Background Vocals
The Regiment
The Regiment
Horn Section
Kadhja Bonet
Kadhja Bonet
String Instrument
André 3000
André 3000
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jairus Mozee
Jairus Mozee
Songwriter
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Songwriter
Kadhja Bonet
Kadhja Bonet
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Producer
Jairus Mozee
Jairus Mozee
Producer
Eric Gonzalez
Eric Gonzalez
Assistant Engineer
Lola A. Romero
Lola A. Romero
Mixing Engineer
Jhair Lazo
Jhair Lazo
Engineer
Ken Oriole
Ken Oriole
Engineer
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Mixing Engineer
Focus...
Focus...
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Darling, I have to be moved from afar
The truth is the only thing worth holding onto anymore (Anymore)
Untie me, let me loose from the cord I'm so gone so far, I deserve more
Yeah, I'm begging you, I'm begging you please come home, no one even begs anymore
I'm begging you, I'm begging you please come home, no one even begs anymore
[Verse 2]
Who should I rest blame upon? When all of the signs are brightly drawn and point back to your open arms
Too soon, but I'm here for the last of support, no longer bound by a broken heart
I'm begging you, I'm begging you please come home, no one even begs anymore
I'm begging you, I'm begging you please come home, no one even begs anymore
[Verse 3]
Somewhere in a plane over water, my love, my love
Homebase, wipe the dirt off before I touch down
[Verse 4]
You're all I need, all of me on my knees normally harmony
Bumblebee hummingbird, I'm a nerd study you, what are you?
WWF, we fightin', we might need counseling, possibly more so me
Sounds to me frowns will be grounds to leave
Hounds'll be looking for you before you drop a tear
I prayed them stop pretending that I ain't him
I ain't them, dim sum dumpling, I remember when you start dying them silver hairs
And start hiding from your age, I ask why? How come?
Amazing how time can run away from us, I'm no nun, you're no priest, but I promise hun
You gon' see a phenomenon, come with me, like it's Ramadan, I don't eat
Like it's Comic-Con I'm a freak for you, yeah
I'm begging now pretty please with cherries on top
Harry wet twat, Harriet Tub-man, don't give up
And if your gut tells you to strut, then strut
Then I'll hail you a car, but what man won't beg?
You know I'm nutmeg, I will show up on a lil' moped
With a little puppy, it'll be fluffy, you will un-toughen, we can discuss it
You know I'm sufferin', I do miss my friend
I don't like my fin bent up, Tilikum, well that's ill-informed
Sweet stuff, Willa Wonk', we stuck, Billabong
'Least at minimum we gon' get along
Peace and inner calm, geez, it's been a long
T-I-ME, please I'm feeling numb please I'm feelin' dumb, please I'm feelin' dumb
Written by: Anderson .Paak, André Benjamin, Jairus Mozee
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