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]
BM7
I need some water, somethin' came over me
A#
Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#m
Too close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#
Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7
Am 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#m
I promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#
"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."
[Interlude]
BM7 A#
Yeah, I need everybody's motherfuckin' hands up right now
D#m
I need everybody's motherfuckin'—
D#m
(Door and his Nike Air Rattles. Rush the fire exit, no time for battles. Well I, I never expected...)
A#
This that new shit. This that new, new shit
[Verse 1]
BM7
Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
A#
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today, cop you a fit
D#m
Or maybe some kicks and make you—
(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!
BM7
Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up
A#
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today
D#m
Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it work today
Hang with the homies, stunt on your baby mama
Sip some lean, go get a pistol, shoot out the window
A#
Bet your 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
A#
Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your weave up
Touch on yourself, call up your nigga, tell him he ain't shit
D#m
Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make him pay your rent
Hop on the 'Gram, flex on the bitches that be hatin' on you
A#
Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have 'em waitin' on you
Go to the club, have you some fun, make that ass bounce
It's whatever, just make it count
[Chorus]
BM7
I need some water, somethin' came over me
A#
Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#m
Too close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#
Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7
Am 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#m
I promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#
"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."
[Verse 2]
BM7
I wake in the mornin', my head spinnin' from the last night
A#
Both in the trance, feelings I did—what a fast life!
Manager called, the lobby called, it's 11:30
D#m
Did this before, promised myself I'd be a hour early
Room full of clothes, bag full of money: call it loose change
A#
Fumbled my jewelry, 100k, I lost a new chain
Hop on the bird, hit the next city for another M
N.C.
Take me a nap and do it again
BM7
We all woke up, tryna tune to the daily news
A#
Lookin' for confirmation, hopin' election wasn't true
All of us worried, all of us buried, and our feeling's deep
D#m
None of us married to his proposal, make us feel cheap
Still and sad, distraught and mad, tell the neighbor 'bout it
A#
Bet they agree, parade the streets with your voice proudly
Time passin', things change
Revertin' back to our daily programs, stuck in our ways; drone
BM7 A#
D#m A#
[Chorus]
BM7
I need some water, somethin' came over me
A#
Way too high to simmer down, might as well overheat
D#m
Too close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein
A#
Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's, I just need you to want me
BM7
Am 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#m
I promise just a touch. Let me put the head in
A#
"It's okay," she said, "It's okay."
