Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige – We Cry Together Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige – We Cry Together Lyrics
We Cry Together
Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige
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    "We Cry Together." - Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige

    Album: Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers
    Track No: 08
    Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, whoa
    Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, whoa-oh
    Hold onto each other
    Hold onto each other
    This is what the world sounds like
    Nah, fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch!
    You got me fucked up
    Fuck you, fuck you
    I swear I'm tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass bitches
    Shut the fuck up
    Unstable ass, confrontational ass, dumb bitches
    You wanna bring a **** down, even when I'm tryna do right
    We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life, I swear to God
    Fuck you, ****, you love a pity party, I won't show up
    Always act like your shit don't stink, motherfucka, grow up
    Forever late for shit, won't buy shit, sit around and deny shit
    Man
    Fuck around on a side bitch, then come fuckin' up my shit?
    What? Fuckin' up yo' shit? You must be bleedin' and some more shit
    Bitch, I don't know shit, fuck yo' feelings
    You on some ho shit
    See, I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me
    Mind games? Okay
    Bitch, I ain't slow, nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant
    I know when you fake busy, get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
    Man, bitch, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
    And who put that car in my name?
    What, you think I'ma kiss yo' ass?
    Nah, ****, you fuckin' lame
    You know what? Fuck you, bitch
    Fuck you, ****!
    Nah, fuck you, bitch!
    Nah, fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Nah, fuck you, ****!
    Nah, fuck you, bitch!
    Fuck you, ****! Fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch! Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, bitch!
    Fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Nah, fuck you!
    Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
    Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you
    Bitches starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin' my cars up
    Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
    Oh, what that's my fault now?
    Bitch, you power trippin' or guilt trippin', I held yo' ass down
    You just kept me down, that's a big difference
    Stressin' myself, tryna figure why I'm not good enough
    Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us
    Lil' dick-ass **** that's tryna go big
    But you were suckin' this dick, though
    Well, shit, I shoulda sucked his
    What you say?
    I shoulda found a bigger dick!
    Bitch, get the fuck out my face!
    Oh, what, you mad?
    Shut up, bitch! You got me fucked up today, on God!
    Ah-ha, you mad, lil' feelings is shot
    Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got
    Man, what bitch?
    Let her know you packin' yo' shit and gotta move by the first
    Man, give me these fuckin' keys, dawg
    Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
    Fuck yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that bitch
    Give me my fuckin' keys
    Nah, I like you parked in that bitch
    Give me my keys, bro
    On God, you ain't gettin' these keys
    Give me my fuckin' keys!
    Ha, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin' for nothin'
    I do the same when we fuckin'
    Act like that pussy ain't loose
    I'd rather act like I'm cummin'
    I'd rather fuck off the juice
    I'd rather fuck on yo' cousin
    Bitch, you said you gon' fuck who?
    You heard me, ****, it's nothin'
    A'ight
    You know what? Fuck you, bitch!
    Fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Nah, fuck you, ****!
    No, fuck you, bitch!
    Nah, fuck you, ****!
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Fuck you! I'm sick of this ****
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, bi-
    Fuck you, bitch!
    Stupid ass bitch
    I don't even know why I fuck with you
    I'll be damned if I stuck with you
    Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, bitch
    Bitch, whatever is comfortable
    This the type of shit couples do? Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, bitch
    ****, you dirty and you broke
    Ho, you goofy and gullible, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
    Mmm, the insecurities you got won't mind-fuck me
    Womanizer, got no affection from yo' momma, I see
    Don't speak on my momma, the fuck is yo' problem?
    That bitch don't like me anyways
    Bitch, she gave you the Honda
    And used that shit to throw it in my face
    Man, hol' on, bro
    Find it funny you just can't apologize
    Bitch, dawg
    Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies
    Bro
    See you the reason why strong women fucked up!
    Why they say it's a man's world, see you the reason for Trump
    You crying, bro?
    You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, underbooked, under shame
    If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called out my name
    I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained
    You the reason bitches start fuckin' with bitches when they change
    You the reason bitches start callin' y'all bitches, 'cause y'all useless
    You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
    You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
    Man, shut the fuck up, we all know you still playin' his music
    Said, I'm tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass bitches
    Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'
    Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
    Here he go, shut the fuck up, look at you, look at you!
    It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims
    Let's talk the truth, women in general just can't get along
    Okay, explain, ****
    Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone
    Explain, ****?
    Uh-huh, when Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home
    Explain
    Why R&B bitches don't feature on each other songs, then?
    What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
    Nevermind, bitch, I'm walkin' out
    Whatever, ****, I'm off you now
    Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt
    Pussy ****, best watch your mouth
    Pussy and mouth is all you got
    Lay this pussy back on the couch
    Doggie style, then you get on top
    Fuck me, ****
    I'ma fuck you, bitch
    Nah, fuck me, ****, fuck me
    I'ma fuck you, bitch
    Nah, fuck you, fuck me
    You playin', man
    Fuck me
    Nah, you playin'
    Stop tap dancing around the conversation

    Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Daniel Alan Maman, J. Pounds, Daniel Tannenbaum, G Peacock & F. Welch.

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