Marley & Me

[Josbi]

The flow's ice cold if you touch it, it might freeze ya

Now that I’m close to my final form like Frieza

The fire breather, Wiz Khalifa on a visa

The one Brazilian who never really fucked with FIFA

I'm good with reefer there' really not a lot that I need

Just a beach house and a honey jawn like Anitta

Funny every time I find one I'm fast to leave her

Then when I can’t have her it’s when I know that I need her

Promoters who run the game seemed to be scared of me yuh

Cus I’m willing and able to take it got more bombs to drop than North Korea

Enemies I wouldn’t wanna be ya - I’m on next

Got the energy to make you think that I’m on X

That's why I mellow out and brought a quarter of Green Crack

And when I'm back in Rio my favorite to cop is cheap hash

Call it black, pretinho pra quem conhece

Americans ain’t impressed but it gets rid of my stress and I love it

It's freezing out baby I don't wanna leave

Gonna spend the whole day Marley and me

Marley and me, just Marley and me

Lounge back, sour Skittles and ice tea

I'ts freezing out baby I don't wanna leave

Finna spend the whole day Marley and me

Marley and me, just Marley and me

To relax my mind so I can be free

[Proda]

And I don't need nobody else but you

No I can't stay away too long

Lil Proda been a menace since ealy as in the womb

Gathering my thoughts my tunes soon to bloom

Coming for your percentage, taking all your dubloons

Paran-pa-damp turn you bafoon's soon to tombs

Every time the crew, they tell us cool out

The style's chilli habanero

But for real I'm really mellow

Staying jiggy burning many cigarillos with my fellow

And I've been seeing stars, rolling plenty doja

Going through the motions, baby

Sleepwalking, faded off that sticky icky

Me and Josbi, Roll a Oz, bring a whole tree, Gang

[Josbi]

Marley and me , just Marley and me

Blowing smoke around the room until we hardly can see

I’m home alone again and loaded with keef

It’s only fitting that I’m motherfucking high as can be

Walking the streets faded trying to find something to eat

My mind melting scrape that shit right off the concrete

Watching Seinfeld, writing another song about nothing

Running circles In my head day dreaming about fucking

It might get a little lonely at night

But we just need each other never had a reason to fight

They call it a vice I call it my lifestyle in denial

It’s still a better love story than Twilight

My father's too concerned about the shit I write

Thinking I'm addicted and he’s probably right

But I tell him it's all good pops don't catch a fever

If you need me Imma be with Marley no golden retriever