Bend Ya

Bend Ya Lyrics Mann feat. Blessed,Jah Free,Shawn Chrystopher

[Intro: Jah Free]
I bend you
I’m bending, bending, bending, bending you, oh, yeah

[Verse 1: Mann]
A permanent euphoria, everyday is the shit
Right hand on my money, left hand be on your bitch
Rapping had made me rich, money gave me the women
Money will just be going and women just be getting
All my girls fly like they all flight attendants
Ten set, biggy as fuck, she gotta look innocent
Sell senders in the others whole fucking industry
Ain’t no saint, neither is she, but we pretend to be
Is it out to pocket to say I like the attention
Not to mention you even know how high I've be getting
Experimenting, ‘cause it’s different, changing, growing
Leanin and smoking, rolling, making music, listen to no one, I’m on
One, twenty years old, order my palms
Big, swam, shaded up, looking so calm
Giving you the world from my point of view
A true, being mom and daddy boy, that’s what I’m supposed to do

[Hook: Jah-Free]
All these spoons in my kitchen, bend you up and bend you back down
All the girls in my bedroom will, bend you in and bend you back out
All the rules to this game around, will bend you, bend you
Bending you

[Verse 2: Shawn Chrystopher]
Every time I close my eyes to see a different dream
I pray to God that we don’t close until we reach our dreams
College tuition for daughters that I ain’t even father
Now I got a rebel at the altar call me prince or king
Stick digits for me like we did to offer
I used to call me Waldo, and now they call me Walter
Yeah, I hide in them Unkle pants, living without a purpose, man
But that just cut my circumstances
And I mean it, if you want it, come and get it, boy
That come in threes and you’re looking like triplets boys
In high school I climbed the roof so I could smoke my weed
The dealers knew that I was young and sold me bags of seeds
I’m chasing dreams, hoes chasing me
But I just give the name and number like the matter D
‘cause all I wanna do was roll up hash
And smash the ass of a bitch who lives like Kim Kardashian


[Verse 3: Blessed]
She is the last straw, I’ve been her and slip slow
My pencil draws her closer, she gets high and bends low
Long flight from my Cali mistress, to a district with red lights
Prostitutes and rich niggers, just a recipe for long nights
Shake well, and oh they do
I’m laying next to some girl who last night showed me things I never knew
Either I’m bending space out or I’m just bending space in
I put my heart on tracks, but it’s 4AM and that chick’s still racing
One bed, two girls, three way, four times
My shame came of their clothes, it’s paradise of the mind
Absolute vodka mixed with absolute freedom
I meet my darker side and it’s a pleasure just to meet him
I’m thinking about puffing and rape while fucking
Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow ain’t coming
And if tomorrow ain’t come and that’s the name that she told me
But when you hit this level, every first name is phone me
But here, the air tastes better
Weed is more popping and girls seem wetter
Days are a haze, drinks just stronger
Knocked on them nigger, these nights seem longer
I’m only here for one night, it’s Disneyland for man
White girls, blue kush, red lights, America and Amster...damn

This song was circulating the blogosphere last night as just a Frank Ocean & Kendrick Lamar song, however many wondered if it was legit because of its randomness, so Kendrick took to Twitter to confirm it's authenticity and clarify that it's his fellow L.A. native, Mann's song. Check it out.

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