We Cry Together is a song interpreted by Kendrick Lamar, featuring Taylour Paige, released on the album Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers in 2022.
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*ck you, n#gg# (F*ck you, b#tch)
You got me f*cked up
F*ck you, f*ck you
I swear, I’m tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass b#tches (Shut the f*ck up)
Unstable-ass, confrontational-ass dumb b#tches
You wanna bring a n#gg# 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*ck you n#gg#, you love a pity party, I won’t show up
Always act like your sh#t don’t stink, motherf*cker, grow up (Man, f*ck you)
Forever late for sh#t, won’t buy sh#t, sit around and deny sh#t (Man)
F*ck around on a side b#tch, then come f*ckin’ up my sh#t
What? F*ckin’ up yo’ shit? You must be bleedin’ and some more sh#t
b#tch, I don’t know sh#t, f*ck yo’ feelings, you on some ho sh#t
See, I don’t know why you likе playin’ mind games with me (Mind games, man)
b#tch, I ain’t slow nor ditsy, I know whеn you bein’ distant
I know when you fake busy get out yo’ feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, b#tch, 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, n#gg#, you f*ckin’ lame
You know what? F*ck you, b#tch (F*ck you, n#gg#)
Nah, f*ck you, b#tch (Nah, f*ck you, n#gg#)
F*ck you, b#tch (Nah, f*ck you, n#gg#)
Nah, f*ck you, b#tch (F*ck you, n#gg#)
F*ck you, b#tch (F*ck you, n#gg#)
F*ck you (F*ck you), f*ck you (F*ck you)
F*ck you (F*ck you)
F*ck you, n#gg#
F*ck you, b#tch (Nah, f*ck you)
Wastin’ my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies ’cause of you
b#tches 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? b#tch, you power trippin’ or guilt trippin’? (Okay)
I held your #ss 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 n#gg# 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#tch, get the f*ck out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, b#tch, you got me f*cked up today, on god
Ah-ha, you mad, lil’ feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy b#tch and tell her you all that she got
Man, what b#tch?
Let her know you packin’ yo’ sh#t and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these f*ckin’ keys
Give me my keys, I’ma be late for work
F*ck yo’ job, today gon’ be the day you walk to that b#tch
Give me my f*ckin’ keys
Nah, I like you parked in that b#tch
Give me my keys bro
On god, you ain’t gettin’ these keys
Give me my f*cking keys
Ah, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin’ for nothin’
I do the same when we f*ckin’
Act like that p#ss# ain’t loose
I’d rather act like I’m cummin’
I’d rather f*ck off the juice
I’d rather f*ck on your cousin
b#tch, you said you gon’ f*ck who?
You heard me, n#gg#, it’s nothing (Alright)
You know what? F*ck you, b#tch (F*ck you, n#gg#)
F*ck you, b#tch (Nah, f*ck you n#gg#)
No, f*ck you, b#tch (Nah, f*ck you, n#gg#)
F*ck you, b#tch (F*ck you, I’m sick of this n#gg#)
F*ck you (F*ck you), f*ck you (F*ck you), f*ck you
F*ck you, bi— (F*ck you)
F*ck you, b#tch, stupid-ass b#tch
I don’t even know why I f*ck with you
I’ll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I’m duckin’ you, b#tch
b#tch, whatever is comfortable
This the type of sh#t couples do
Shoulda thought about cuffin’ you, b#tch
n#gg#, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
Mm, the insecurities you got, won’t mind-f*ck me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo’ momma, I see
Don’t speak on my momma, the f*ck is yo’ problem?
That b#tch don’t like me anyways
b#tch, 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 (This b#tch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women f*cked up
Why they say it’s a man’s world
See, you the reason for Trump
You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame
If you look, I don’t speak, then I’m called on my name
I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained
You the reason b#tches start f*ckin’ with b#tches when they change
You the reason b#tches start callin’ y’all b#tches ’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*ck up, we all know you still playin’ his music
Said I’m tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass b#tches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin’
Y’all sentiments ain’t realer than what you defendin’
(here he go, shut the f*ck up)
It’s a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let’s talk the truth (Okay), women in general just can’t get along (Explain, n#gg#)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn’t pick up the phone (Explain, n#gg#)
When Nate got a job, you said you stayin’ home (Explain)
Why RandB b#tches don’t feature on each other songs?
What the f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
Never mind, b#tch, I’m walkin’ out
Whatever, n#gg#, I’m off you now
Yo’ evil #ss kept me well in doubt
p#ss# n#gg#, best watch your mouth
p#ss# and mouth is all you got
Lay this p#ss# back on the couch
Doggie style, then you get on top
F*ck me, n#gg# (I’ma f*ck you, b#tch)
Nah, f*ck me, n#gg#, f*ck me (I’ma f*ck you, b#tch)
Nah, f*ck you, f*ck me (You playin’ man)
F*ck me
Nah, you playin’
Stop tap-dancing around the conversation
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