In this compelling exploration of a tumultuous relationship, the artists delve into the complexities of maintaining romance while dealing with newfound success and fame. The song centers on a relationship where one partner is overly demanding and controlling, requiring constant attention and location sharing – essentially holding the other person "for ransom." The narrator acknowledges their occasional feelings of love but expresses frustration with their partner's excessive fighting and emotional manipulation. The lyrics contrast the speaker's rising success and lifestyle changes with the deteriorating dynamic of their relationship. Through metaphors of probation and payment, the song illustrates how emotional demands can feel like extortion, with the narrator ultimately refusing to be controlled or "held for ransom." The overall message emphasizes maintaining personal boundaries and independence, even in intimate relationships.
Ransom
Lyrics
(Told Lee he'd be a millionaire)
Holidays in California, quite strange
The height change but the sight same
I'm just adjustin' to the price change
The truth is I'm just in a better price range
The Saint Laurents and the dice game
That's just fly talk, that's just sky slang
I'm just ballin', I'm ballin, I'm really ballin'
Strip club like I'm tryna win a Heisman
The applause first, then the spite came
Tryna kill my pain in the Sprite can
The top off in a strange way, I'm tryna fight fame
Am I still sharin' my location with you?
Feels like I'm on probation with you
Too hard to have a rotation with you
I love you on occasion but you
Fuck it up way too much
Fuck it up way too much
You like to fight too much
You like to play too rough
I like when you're short skirt and your heels
And you're not in your feels
I cover the bills
Oh, what a thrill, what a thrill
If you call and I don't reply
And you text and I just don't answer
It don't mean that I changed my mind
It just means that I don't pay ransom
You walk out and you don't say bye
And I don't wanna speak out of anger
And I won't be held for ransom, I'm too handsome
What you say on the way? Time to pray, have faith
From the temple, extra ordinary brain, gotta say, ayy
You look so excited, I can tell by your face
But to me it's just an ordinary day
You want me to take a vacation with you
You just better hope I stay patient with you
We gon' need some de-escalation, can you talk to me nice?
I got you a gift, but you fuck it up way too much
The situation way too us
Want peace like deuce up, why your dukes up?
I'm tryna drown my pain in a fuckin' two cup
Lost too many niggas, I ain't tryna lose touch
Gotta share my location with you
Feels like I'm on probation with you
Too hard to have a rotation with you
I love you on occasion but you
Fuck it up way too much
Fuck it up way too much
You like to fight too much
You like to play too rough
I like when you're short skirt and your heels
And you're not in your feels
I cover the bills
Oh, what a thrill, what a thrill
If you call and I don't reply
And you text and I just don't answer
It don't mean that I changed my mind
It just means that I don't pay ransom
You walk out and you don't say bye (bye)
And I don't wanna speak out of anger
And I won't be held for ransom
I'm too handsome
Writer(s): Carlos St. John Phillips, Lee Stashenko
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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