Fire In The Booth

By DigDat

Released on January 18, 2020

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Part 1


[Verse]

My bro got buj for the low

You know that he's sellin' them fast

Scars wanna box like Floyd

But he needs two one, don't ever last

Got leng tings tryna move stush

Said I won't take her to Shard

Lost so many shanks in the bush

Like man's TV, they were all sharp

PC's want intel

If you get nicked, don't sing like Adele

They just put bro on the wing with the S.O

'Cause he got nicked for a shell

These opps just move like lighties

How we still can't see them yet

Done tripped up, got cheffed last minute

Bet he thought he would easy jet

House parties and I came with the nizzy

She's tryna dance with my like Dizzy

With M, I'll do it for kizzy

Kway back, two knives up, me and Tizzy

Splash or send man swimmin'

Don't be out on the mains all slippin'

I just linked Tom, went on a cruise

But we didn't complete that mission

And my new ting leng like Rita

From Antigua, real little diva

Got Teesha tryna go shisha

Dead ting, she ain't gettin' more than pizza

Leng ting, that was my G friend

Lockin' it off, she was tryna be more

Fendi tags what I'm poppin' off

But I spent way more bands in Dior

Ain't into no banter

Don't get shanked, get it twist like Fanta

I was in the trap on Christmas

Servin' snow with the slate like Santa

Might show you how my kitchen does it

Twist it, push that, sh-sh-shove it

I feel tapped, get evil thoughts when I smoke Amnesia

I don't pray Isha

Ay, Lisa, Lisa

Buss man's flat, let me out with the cleaner

Free S and Clips

Blow me a bag when I hit JD last week

Bought ten new kicks

I got a older ting called Susan

Cattin', always wanna wear man's Cuban

Fist man's head on the wing like Deebo

Nurse had my hands on ice cube

Went 'round there on a typhoon

And still had a skeng in the ride too

I was on servery

Hear Ms Madden like, "put your plaits in a hair net"

Tryna get 'round there, let's ride a long

I'm itchin' to bro, "are we there yet?"

Had so many packs in a visit

I was prayin' they make it through

Bad one callin' my phone nonstop

I think she's taken too

Stolen ped, two Hi Vis too

That was kway back then, me and Diesel

How you been done like twice?

When I see man next, tryna make it a sequel

Part 2


[Verse]

My life's been fucked up, left school secondary

And I found it hard to trust cah everybody's temporary

Paps told me 'lay low'

I would never stay home

But you'll always be the realest, why I can't forget them favours

All them closed visits, you were sendin' me my trainers

Like, stay eatin' food even though you got no appetite

Too much to lose, lost my phone 'cause of satellite

Starin' at the mirror in my cell, I used to fantasize

Never knew, one day you'll live this rapper's life

When mummy shed a few tears

Rent got new arrears

Summer time caged up, winter, New Years

Have you ever felt so low where you can't feel no love

And nobody wouldn't care if you fold up

My brother used to tell me 'bout this road stuff

But I never listened, I was tryna cook my own grub

You've been gone for a while, it's gettin' so tough

We're tryna start new, now mum's throwin' out your old stuff

Rearrange your room, even where you hanged your clothes up

I swear it been time, now it feels like you don't know us

And when I book a visit, you just tell us 'don't show up'

Your birthdays, Christmas, didn't even phone us

Used to watch like, I smiled when they doubted me

If you knew my whole story then you'll be proud of me

Why you think he's boujee? Don't you know he's gettin' paid

But sometimes I turn off these phones and just meditate

I know that I did you wrong, only right I'm lettin' go

All them letters to your house, how could I forget your road?

Remember that .32 then we got a bigger ting

I was in the Ghetto when them Jilly's lights flickering

Pocket with my flicky in, this knife work's brilliant

Slappin' at the crowd then he's due to hit civilians