The Bends - Earl Sweatshirt

Bend, we don’t break, we not the bank

We all we got

Switch whips, relocate way out of state

Bada bing, bada bam

It’s the puppet master, all of the strings in my hand

Peace to my mans, gotta go be with your fam more (For real)

For real, I feel like the landlord

My niggas came a long way from the Dickies and dirty JanSports

Jack of all trades, was dealing niggas a handful

Bend, we don’t break, we not the bank

Got memories of your face

The photo still on the mantle

It’s real when you seal up letters with wax

Shit changed, now the checks that we seein' is handsome, real

Mike WiLLy shit, we went gorilla, they really gave up the ransom

You silly, we taxed 'em, bad blood

Doing 'em dashes and pulling fast ones

Seen your heart sore, got torn up in the past once

Before a jawn, young god get the cash run

Hard hung heads might starve in the end

Young god get the cash 'fore a jawn thump

Pause wit' your man, call Mos if you can, by God (By God)

Bend, we don’t break, we not the bank

Switch whips, relocate all the way out of state

Tell my queens, «Keep mace»

Keep faith, brother man

They stable full of sheep, we stayin' on the lam

Game isn’t cheap