[Verse 1: Jaykae]

I had hope, had aspirations

Lucky that I had some patience

Slap a full clip at the pagans

For all of the bullshit accusations

Don't you see in this situation?

We start gathering information

The mandem have a quick liaison

Get a bit of inspiration

We try and take five minutes

Me? I like white spirits

Two thirds of the Sprite innit

Pick up the bottle and fight with it

No time limits

Possessed when I write lyrics

Still think of that time I smashed my man

With the hammer for Ty Phillips (Yo)

It was brutal

Best make yourself useful

I am the teacher, you are the pupil

Stamp on a man but it's not for approval

Search, but I won't use Google

Need a van for removal

Those pricks who drag their feet'll be

The same dons that ran to your funeral

Putting off dead weight

Watch footage of my dead mate

Yo, I can't get my head straight

Chat to him, blud, I can't escape

Yo, who's the king? Let me check, mate

Yo, you're the king, yeah? Checkmate

Hungry, man need a next plate

Few things that I wanna set straight

[Chorus: JME]

Let's talk about real life

Talk about real life

And if you ask anybody 'bout me

Then they'll tell you, I

Talk about real

Too real (Serious)

Ask anybody about me

Then they'll tell you, I

Talk about real life

(Anyone, anyone, anyone anyone about me)

They'll tell you, I

Talk about real

Talk about real

[Verse 2: Jaykae]

I had plans, had a strategy

Blud, I had fans that were mad at me

My pleasure was at Her Majesty's

Now it's all strawberry daquiri's

See me, I never sold out

And now I do sold out academies

Invites to all the award shows

But they don't put me in categories

Joke ting, but what a travesty

Honestly, I'm embarrassed, G

'Cause you see in a place called reality

A lot of them wasteman can't chat to me

I said, factually

CP, see me I dress casually

Got a new Stone Island badge for me

Yeah, it's only beef if it has to be, you get me

And if it has to be, catastrophe

Them man living in a fantasy

Mama, I just killed a man

I ain't singing Bohemian Rhapsody

Don't clash with me

Yo, they ain't got arms like an amputee

Stop thinking you're God, that's blasphemy

Yo see how I do things naturally

I do things natural

Me, I'm still writing the manual

Yeah, I've been enough more than a handful

Blud I'm on the map like Daniel

Big darg blud, no Cocker Spaniel

Put an L by your name like Samuel

Yeah, man's still doing this annual

There's a few things that I wanna cancel, trust me

[Chorus: JME]

Let's talk about real life

Talk about real life

And if you ask anybody 'bout me

Then they'll tell you, I

Talk about real

Too real (Serious)

Ask anybody about me

Then they'll tell you, I

Talk about real life

(Anyone, anyone, anyone anyone about me)

They'll tell you, I

Talk about real

Talk about real

[Outro: JME]

Talk about real, in this thing

Won't get far without someone mentioning him

Reality check cashed in

Too real in skin

Focused, mind's made up

We either die out here or we win

Mans' still breathing

Serious