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We Cry Together Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

We Cry Together by Kendrick Lamar




We Cry Together
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like
Nah, f**k you, nigga (f**k you, b**ch)
You got me f**ked up
f**k you, f**k you

I swear I'm tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass b**ches (Shut the f**k up)
Unstable ass, confrontational ass dumb b**ches
You wanna bring a nigga 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)
f**k you nigga, you love a pity party, I won't show up
Always act like your sh*t don't stink, motherf**ker, grow up
Forever late for sh*t, won't buy sh*t, sit around and deny sh*t (Man)
f**k around on a side b**ch, then come f**kin' up my sh*t
What? f**kin' up yo' sh*t? You must be bleedin' and some more sh*t
b**ch, I don't know sh*t, f**k yo' feelings
You on some ho sh*t
See, I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me
b**ch, 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, b**ch, 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, nigga, you f**kin' lame

You know what? f**k you, b**ch (f**k you, nigga)
Nah, f**k you, b**ch (Nah, f**k you, nigga)
f**k you, b**ch (Nah, f**k you, nigga)
Nah, f**k you, b**ch (f**k you, nigga)
f**k you, b**ch (f**k you, nigga)
f**k you (f**k you), f**k you (f**k you)
f**k you (f**k you)
f**k you, nigga
f**k you, b**ch (Nah, f**k you)

Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you
b**ches starin' at me in sorrow, hoes scratchin' my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
Oh, what, that's my fault now?
b**ch, 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 nigga that's tryna go big
But you was suckin' this dick though
Well, sh*t, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger dick
b**ch, get the f**k out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, b**ch, you got me f**ked up today, on God
Ah-ha, you mad lil' feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy b**ch and tell her you all that she got
Let her know you packin' yo' sh*t and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these f**kin' keys, dawg
Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
f**k yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that b**ch
Give me my f**kin' keys
Nah, I liked you parked in that b**ch
Give me my keys bro
On God, you ain't gettin' these keys
Give me my f**king keys
Ah, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin' for nothin'
I do the same when we f**kin'
Act like that pussy ain't loose
I'd rather act like I'm cummin'
I'd rather f**k off the juice
I'd rather f**k on your cousin
b**ch, you said you gon' f**k who?
You heard me, nigga, it's nothing

You know what? f**k you, b**ch (f**k you, nigga)
f**k you b**ch, no, f**k you nigga
f**k you (f**k you, b-)
f**k you (f**k that nigga), f**k you (Hey, f**k you)
f**k you, b**ch (f**k you)
f**k you b**ch, you stupid ass b**ch

I don't even know why I f**k with you
I'll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I'm duckin you, b**ch
b**ch, whatever is comfortable
This the type of sh*t couples do
Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, b**ch
Nigga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, f**k you talkin' 'bout?
Mmm, the insecurities you got, won't mind f**k me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo' momma, I see
Don't speak on my momma, the f**k is yo' problem?
That b**ch don't like me anyways
b**ch, she gave you the Honda
And used that sh*t to throw it in my face (Man, hol' on, bro)
Find it funny you just can't apologize (b**ch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women f**ked up
Why they say it's a man's world
See, you the reason for Trump
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 b**ches start f**kin' with b**ches when they change
You the reason b**ches start callin' y'all b**ches '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 f**k up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass b**ches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'
Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
(Here he go, shut the f**k up)
It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let's talk the truth, women in general just can't get along (Explain, nigga)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone (Explain, nigga)
When Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home (Explain)
Why R&B b**ches don't feature on each other songs?
What the f**k is you talkin' 'bout?
Never mind b**ch, I'm walkin' out
Whatever, nigga, I'm off you now
Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt
Pussy nigga, 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

f**k me, nigga (I'ma f**k you, b**ch)
Nah, f**k me, nigga f**k me (I'ma f**k you, b**ch)
Nah, f**k you, f**k me (You playin' man)
f**k me
Nah, you playin'

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