We Cry Together Songtext
von Kendrick Lamar ft. Taylour Paige

(Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh) hold on to each other
(Oh, oh, oh) hold on to each other
(This is what the world sounds like)
Nah, fuck you, nigga (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 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)

Fuck you nigga, you love a pity party, I won′t show up
Always act like your shit don't stink, motherfucker, 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? What? Oh, Lord)
Bitch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant

I know when you fake busy (c′mon, dawg)
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, nigga, you fuckin′ lame

You know what? Fuck you, bitch (fuck you, nigga)
Nah, fuck you, bitch (nah, fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you, bitch (nah, fuck you, nigga)
Nah, fuck you, bitch
Fuck you, bitch (fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (fuck you, fuck you)
Fuck you, bitch (fuck you, nigga)
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′? (okay)
I held yo' ass down
You just kept me down, that′s a big difference (man)
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, 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
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 liked you parked in that bitch
Give me my keys, bro
On God, you ain't gettin′ these keys
Give me my fucking keys

Ah, 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 your cousin
Bitch, you said you gon′ fuck who?
You heard me, nigga, it's nothing (alright)

You know what? Fuck you, bitch
Fuck you, bitch (nah, fuck you, nigga)
No, fuck you, bitch (nah, fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you, bitch (fuck you), fuck you, bitch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you bi- (fuck you, fuck you)
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 (shit)
This the type of shit couples do?
Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, bitch
Nigga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, fuck you talkin′ ′bout?

The insecurities you got, won't mind fuck me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo′ mama, I see
Don't speak on my mama, 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

Find it funny you just can′t apologize
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 cryin′, yo?)

You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame
If you look, I don′t speak (ah)
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′
It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims (there he go, shut the fuck up, look at you, look at you)

Let′s talk the truth (okay), 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)
Uh, uh, 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?
Never mind bitch, 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
Fuck me, nigga (I'ma fuck you, bitch)
Nah, fuck me, nigga 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)