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Kendrick Lamar
"LUST."
Standard Tuning.
BM7 A# D#m
e|-------------1---|
B|4---3---4----4---|
G|3---3---3----3---|
D|4---3---4-or-1---|
A|2---1---6--------|
E|-----------------|
[Intro]
BM7 A# D#m A#
e|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
B|4---4---4---4---|3---3---3---3---|4---4---4---4---|3---3---3---3---|
G|--3---3---3---3-|--3---3---3---3-|--3---3---3---3-|--3---3---3---3-|
D|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------| X3
A|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
E|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
[Chorus]
All of us worried, all of us buried, and our feeling's deep
BM7I need some water, somethin' came over me
A#Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#mToo close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7Am I askin' too much? Let me put the head in
A#Ooh, I don't want more than that. Girl, I respect the cat
D#mI promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."
[Interlude]
BM7Yeah, I need everybody's motherfuckin' A#hands up right now
I need everybody's motherfuckin'—D#m
D#m(Door and his Nike Air Rattles. Rush the fire exit, no time for battles. Well I, I never expected...)
This that new shitA#. This that new, new shit
[Verse 1]
BM7Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some A#weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today, cop you a fit
Or maybe some kicks and make you— D#m
(Door in his Nike Air Rattles. Rush the fire exit, no time for battles. Well I, I never expected...)
A#Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy— hol' up!
BM7Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some A#weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today
Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it D#mwork today
Hang with the homies, stunt on your baby mama
Sip some lean, go get a pistol, shoot out the window
Bet your A#favorite team, play you some Madden
Go to the club or your mama house
Whatever you doin', just make it count
BM7(I need some water) Wake up in the mornin'
Thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your A#weave up
Touch on yourself, call up your nigga, tell him he ain't shit
Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make him D#mpay your rent
Hop on the 'Gram, flex on the bitches that be hatin' on you
Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have 'em A#waitin' on you
Go to the club, have you some fun, make that ass bounce
It's whatever, just make it count
[Chorus]
I need some waterBM7, somethin' came over me
A#Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#mToo close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7Am I askin' too much? Let me put the head in
A#Ooh, I don't want more than that. Girl, I respect the cat
D#mI promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."
[Verse 2]
BM7I wake in the mornin', my head spinnin' from the last night
Both in the trance, feelings I did—what a A#fast life!
Manager called, the lobby called, it's 11:30
Did this before, promised myself I'd be a D#mhour early
Room full of clothes, bag full of money: call it loose change
Fumbled my jewelry, 100k, I lost a A#new chain
Hop on the bird, hit the next city for another M
N.C.
Take me a nap and do it again BM7We all woke up, tryna tune to the daily news Lookin' for confirmation, hopin' election A#wasn't trueNone of us married to his proposal, make us D#mfeel cheap
Still and sad, distraught and mad, tell the neighbor 'bout it
Bet they agree, parade the streets with your A#voice proudly
Time passin', things change
Revertin' back to our daily programs, stuck in our ways; drone
BM7 A#
D#m A#
[Chorus]
BM7I need some water, somethin' came over me
A#Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#mToo close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7Am I askin' too much? Let me put the head in
A#Ooh, I don't want more than that. Girl, I respect the cat
D#mI promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."