🎵 u // by Kendrick Lamar

435 ContributorsTranslationsEspañolPolskiPortuguêsРусский (Russian)TürkçeFrançaisItaliano u Lyrics The sixth track on Lamar’s third album, “u” acts as a complete contrast to its lead single “i,” an anthem of peace, positivity, and prosperity starting with self-love.… Read More  [Part I] [Intro: Kendrick Lamar] Ah! Ah! Ah! [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated [Verse: Kendrick Lamar] I place blame on you still, place shame on you still Feel like you ain't shit, feel like you don't feel Confidence in yourself, breakin' on marble floors Watchin' anonymous strangers, tellin' me that I'm yours But you ain't shit, I'm convinced your tolerance nothin' special What can I blame you for? Nigga, I can name several Situations, I'll start with your little sister bakin' A baby inside, just a teenager, where your patience? Where was your antennas? Where was the influence you speak of? You preached in front of one-hundred-thousand but never reached her I fuckin' tell you, you fuckin' failure, you ain't no leader I never liked you, forever despise you, I don't need you The world don't need you, don't let them deceive you Numbers lie too, fuck your pride too, that's for dedication Thought money would change you, made you more complacent Fuckin' hate you, I hope you embrace it [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar, Kendrick Lamar & SZA] I swear, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated [Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar, SZA & Bilal] Loving you, loving you, not loving you, 100 proof I can feel your vibe and recognize that you're ashamed of me Yes, I hate you, too [Part II] [Intro: Jessica Vielmas & Whoarei] (Loving you ain't really complicated) Housekeeping Housekeeping (What I got to do to get to you?), ¡abre la puerta! ¡Abre la puerta, tengo que limpiar el cuarto! (To you) ¡Es que no hay mucho tiempo! ¡Tengo que limpiar el cuarto! ¡Disculpe! (Loving you ain't really complicated) What I got to do to get to you? To you, and— [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] And you the reason why mom and them leavin' No, you ain't shit, you say you love 'em, I know you don't mean it I know you irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it Your trials and tribulations a burden, everyone felt it Everyone heard it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out You was deserted, where was your antennas again? Where was your presence? Where was your support that you pretend? You ain't no brother, you ain't no disciple, you ain't no friend A friend never leave Compton for profit, or leave his best friend, little brother You promised you'd watch him before they shot him Where was your antennas? On the road, bottles and bitches You FaceTimed him one time, that's unforgiven You even FaceTimed instead of a hospital visit Guess you thought he'd recover well Third surgery, they couldn't stop the bleeding for real Then he died, God himself will say, "You fuckin' failed," you ain't try [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] I know your secrets, nigga, mood swings is frequent, nigga I know depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons, nigga I know you and a couple block boys ain't been speakin', nigga Y'all damn near beefin', I see it and you're the reason, nigga And if this bottle could talk I cry myself to sleep, bitch, everything is your fault Faults breakin' to pieces, earthquakes on every weekend Because you shook as soon as you knew confinement was needed I know your secrets, don't let me tell 'em to the world about that shit you thinkin' And that time that— I'm 'bout to hurl I'm fucked up, but I ain't as fucked up as you You just can't get right, I think your heart made of bullet proof Should've killed yo' ass long time ago You should've felt that black revolver blast a long time ago And if these mirrors could talk, it'll say, "You gotta go" And if I told your secrets, the world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness