Fumaxa Snippet

(álbum: Dinner For One - 2021)

So please pray for the kid
The flow's cold cah it spent a couple days in the fridge
I've got the feds taking the piss
I've got the rali at my door while I'm taking a shit
Look, and now I'm facing a bid
But it's calm though, mummy weren't raising a snitch
I'm on the M1 blazing a spliff
My brudda's in the back with a pack, he gon' break it to bits
Then I'm in the booth, just making a hit
I'm on the roads to the show, hoes shaking their tits
How you raising up your gun but ain't raising your kids?
And these postcode wars will leave your face in the ditch
Look, mi casa su casa
I squeeze mine, it beats right like Fumaxa
And we're still ducking the one-time
My brudda got stabbed, shot, robbed and he done time
He's in the hood upping the gun crime
He'll let it rain on you like you're ducking the sunshine
The virus got the world prisoned
The block's hot, I'm sinning like Hell isn't
My brudda used to trap now he sells fridges
I get money, I don't spend it in Selfridges