Que Mata de Patos

My buddy's just loafing around
With style, he keeps it real
For the long distances and every occasion
He likes to watch the moon and make a bang
"Dude, drive safe," he tells me straight up
I handle the shades, I also tattoo my skin
Of those who roll on the strip
Of my homies who kill it with ink
They got that street vibe, those guys
They like the girls with the low cuts
What a pain in the ass
He told me he was wild, every day
Hanging in the neighborhood

Of my homies, who smoke like champs
They’ve been doing it for a while
Killing it with the ladies...
He’s been saying he’ll quit for a while
But what a loser
What’s he gonna do, let it slide, throw it out

Coming back to reality, waking up
After being in another world
Thinking confuses me, I’m stuck
I’m burning, taking it all in
In the end, surviving is what pays off
Gotta leave, someday I know I’ll die
Though I’d rather it not be right now
Let it be later, I want to live more elegantly
Smoke, hear my voice on the speaker
Enjoy the calm, the buzz from the hill
Morality holds me back when I’m being heard
On a global level, the whole scene, no remedy

Of my homies, who smoke like champs
They’ve been doing it for a while
Killing it with the ladies...
He’s been saying he’ll quit for a while
But what a loser
What’s he gonna do, let it slide, throw it out

It’s the global world absorbing poison
What reason do I sound it out? Well
Now you pay for it, a heart turned to crumbs
Mary, help me out, yeah, you feel for me
Let me plan my escape, I’ll do what you say
I just need a little trust
With a spear in the hood
There you see me looking good, someone’s calling
Hello, who’s there? They bring the reason
Straight to the heart, he throws it in the lung
A dude with a lot of script, this is a hot spot
So you remember, tough cane, dude

Of my homies, who smoke like champs
They’ve been doing it for a while
Killing it with the ladies...
He’s been saying he’ll quit for a while
But what a loser
What’s he gonna do, let it slide, throw it out

Just a little weed, bro
That’s what I mean for my head
If that idea stresses you out
That I get stuck, you can open up.