Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
Adam Turchin
Baritone Saxophone
Bilal
Background Vocals
Jessica Vielmas
Background Vocals
Kamasi Washington
Tenor Saxophone
Marlon Williams
Guitar
SZA
Background Vocals
Terrace Martin
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taz Arnold
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter
Michael Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taz Arnold
Producer
Anthony "TOPDAWG" Tiffith
Executive Producer
Dave "Miyatola" Free
Associate Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Dr. Dre
Executive Producer
Mark Spears
Additional Producer
Matt Schaeffer
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Whoarei
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
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 1]
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?
****, 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]
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
[Refrain]
Loving you, loving you
Not lovin' you, 100 proof
I can feel your vibe and recognized that you're ashamed of me
Yes, I hate you too
[Verse 2]
Housekeeping, housekeeping
¡Abre la puerta! ¡Abre la puerta! ¡Tengo que limpiar el cuarto!
¡Es que no hay mucho tiempo! ¡Tengo que limpiar el cuarto, disculpe!
[Verse 3]
And you the reason why Mom and them leavin'
No, you ain't shit, you say you love them
I know you don't mean it
I know you're 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 FaceTime'd him one time
That's unforgiven
You even FaceTime'd instead of a hospital visit
'Cause you thought he would 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 4]
I know your secrets, ****
Mood swings is frequent, ****
I know depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons, ****
I know you and a couple block boys ain't been speaking, ****
Y'all damn near beefin', I see it, and you're the reason, ****
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 them to the world about that shit you thinkin'
And that time you-, 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 a long time ago
You should've filled that black revolver blast long time ago
And if those mirrors could talk, it'd say, "You gotta go"
And if I told your secrets
The world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness
Written by: Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Michael Brown, Taz Arnold