We Cry Together Lyrics – Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige

We Cry Together Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige is latest English song with music also given by Bēkon, J.LBS & The Alchemist. We Cry Together song lyrics are written by The Alchemist, Bēkon, Florence Welch, J.LBS & Kendrick Lamar.

We Cry Together Song Detail

Song Name: We Cry Together
Singer: Kendrick Lamar, Taylour Paige
Composer: Bēkon, J.LBS, The Alchemist
Lyrics by: The Alchemist, Bēkon, Florence Welch, J.LBS, Kendrick Lamar

We Cry Together Lyrics

 
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like
Nah, fu*k you, n!Gga (fu*k you, b!Tch)
You got me fu*ked up
Fu*k you, fu*k you
I swear I’m tired of these emotional a$$’
Ungrateful a$$ b!Tches (shut the fu*k up)
Unstable a$$, confrontational a$$ dumb b!Tches
You wanna bring a n!Gga down
Even when I’m tryna do right
We could go our separate way right now
You could move on with your life (I swear to god)
Fu*k you n!Gga, you love a pity party
I won’t show up
Always act like your sh!T don’t stink
Mother-fu*ker, grow up
Forever late for sh!T, won’t buy sh!T
Sit around and deny sh!T (man)
Fu*k around on a side b!Tch
Then come fu*king up my sh!T
What? Fu*king up yo’ sh!T?
You must be bleeding and some more sh!T
B!Tch, I don’t know sh!T, fu*k yo’ feelings
You some on ho sh!T
See, I don’t know why you likе
Playing mind games with me
B!Tch, I aingt slow nor ditsy
I know when you bеing distant
I know when you fake busy
Get out yo’ feelings and
Miss me with that reserve psychology
Man, b!Tch, you tripping
Who got you that rollie chain?
And who put that car in my name?
What, you think I’ma kiss yo’ a$$?
Nah, n!Gga, you fu*king lame
You know what? Fu*k you, b!Tch (fu*k you, n!Gga)
Nah, fu*k you, b!Tch (nah, fu*k you, n!Gga)
Fu*k you, b!Tch (nah, fu*k you, n!Gga)
Nah, fu*k you, b!Tch (fu*k you, n!Gga)
Fu*k you, b!Tch (fu*k you, n!Gga)
Fu*k you (fu*k you), fu*k you (fu*k you)
Fu*k you (fu*k you)
Fu*k you, n!Gga
Fu*k you, b!Tch (nah, fu*k you)
Wasting my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies ’cause of you
B!Tches staring at me in sorrow
H0es scratching my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in ’09
And just moved to georgia
Oh! What, that’s my fault now?
B!Tch, you power tripping, or guilt tripping?
I held yo’ a$$ down
You just kept me down, that’s a big difference
Stressing myself tryna figure
Why I’m not good enough
Going to church, praying for you
Searching for good in us
Lil’ d!Ck a$$ n!Gga that’s tryna go big
But you was sucking this d!Ck though
Well, sh!T, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger d!Ck
B!Tch, get the fu*k out my face
Oh! What, you mad?
Shut up, b!Tch, you got me fu*ked up today, on god
Ah-ha, you mad lil’ feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy b!Tch and
Tell her you all that she got
Let her know you packing yo’ sh!T
And gotta move by the first
Man, give me these fu*king keys, dawg
Give me my keys, I’ma be late for work
Fu*k yo’ job, today gone be the day
You walk to that b!Tch
Give me my fu*king keys
Nah, I liked you parked in that b!Tch
Give me my keys bro
On god, you aingt getting these keys
Give me my fu*king keys
Ah, now you mad at me
I got you hollering for nothing
I do the same when we fu*king
Act like that pu$$y aingt loose
I’d rather act like I’m cumming
I’d rather fu*k off the juice
I’d rather fu*k on your cousin
B!Tch, you said you gone fu*k who?
You heard me, n!Gga, it’s nothing
You know what? Fu*k you
B!Tch (fu*k you, n!Gga)
Fu*k you b!Tch, no, fu*k you n!Gga
Fu*k you (fu*k you, b-)
Fu*k you (fu*k that n!Gga)
Fu*k you (hey! Fu*k you)
Fu*k you, bi- (fu*k you)
Fu*k you b!Tch, you
I aingt even know why I fu*k 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 couple do
Shoulda thought about cuffing you, b!Tch
N!Gga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you g00fy and gullible, fu*k you talking about?
Mmm! The insecurities you got, won’t mind fu*k me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo’ momma, I see
Don’t speak on my momma, the fu*k is yo’ problem?
That b!Tch don’t like me anyways
B!Tch, she gave you a 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!Tch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (bro)
See, you the reason why strong women fu*ked up
Why they say it’s a man 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!Tches start fu*king with b!Tches
When they change
You the reason b!Tches start calling
Why all b!Tches ’cause you’re useless
You the reason harvey weinstein had to see his conclusion
You the reason r. Kelly can’t recognize that
He is abusive
Man, shut the fu*k up
We all know you still playing his music
Said I’m tired of emotional a$$, ungrateful a$$ b!Tches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretending
Why all sentiments aingt realer than what you defending
(here he go, shut the fu*k up)
It’s a spilt decision, broads like you
And real vicitims (look at you, look at you)
Let’s talk the truth, women in general
Can’t just get along (explain, n!Gga)
Hmm! When tash got a man
You didn’t pick up the phone (explain, n!Gga)
When nate got a job, you said you staying home (explain)
Why r&b b!Tches don’t feature on each other songs?
What the fu*k is you talking about?
Never mind b!Tch, I’m walking out
Whatever, n!Gga, I’m off you now
Yo’ evil a$$ kept me will in doubt
Pu$$y n!Gga, best watch your mouth
Pu$$y and mouth is all you got
Lay this pu$$y back on the couch
Doggie style, then you get on top
Fu*k me, n!Gga (I’ma fu*k you, b!Tch)
Nah, fu*k me, n!Gga (I’ma fu*k you, b!Tch)
Nah, fu*k you, fu*k me (you playing me)
Fu*k me
Nah, you playing

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