Intro:

Yo bruddah, its time for us to start the real man

We've been sugarcoating too much

We've got to start calling everything out for what it is

Start talking the real

Yes you're gonna have people turn their backs

But it's time for us to keep it real

Just keep talking that real bruv

Do what you do, I know what you do so keep doing that

Talk the real

Talk the tings dem!

Chorus:

Look, I don't wanna cause no problems

I just wanna live my life but I keep on hearing bout nonsense

Me and my dons ain't mobsters, but you know when you see imposters

We know how to read them faces

Same way you know how to read them comments

If you wanna talk let's talk

But round here make sure your walk and your talk is constant

Verse 1:

Aye, I seen it all before I heard chat that they all adore

One week looking like they all aboard

Next day they don't even walk the walk

I been here since a bussdown Aqua

Cutting through Asda, all black Mazda

Now I'm too grown for an acting gaffa

Trying to pay off my margrey's gaff cuz

Took the wife to Lanzarote that's peak

Add the spice to calamari that's me

My advise after all that I've seen

Christ alone he don't promise you psssh

Don't say that

You know them man don't play that

Trying to stunt in your rentals

I too wanna cry in a Maybach

Chorus:

Look, I don't wanna cause no problems

I just wanna live my life but I keep on hearing bout nonsense

Me and my dons ain't mobsters, but you know when you see imposters

We know how to read them faces

Same way you know how to read them comments

If you wanna talk let's talk

But round here make sure your walk and your talk is constant

Verse 2:

What nonsense?

I don't wanna hear about guns I know you ain't had like the post was sponsored

You ain't ever been down Junction

You ain't ever hid no trunctions uh

You ain't ever hid no blocks in your mouth bruv

You ain't ever peeled no onions

You don't really look so g to me

Fly wife out for the scenary

Go BlueJays for the eatery

Then I come back where I need to be

A black who ain't moved so easy

Uh, one grievance

Is it money or God that your preaching?

You ain't talking that Paul or Cephas

You don't know peace if you don't know Jesus

I live in a place where we all got mashes

No permit and we all could back it

Even a hermit under his jacket

Still that peace couldn't conjure a challenge

No, my man looking like a savage soul

Still he don't know what he has to know

Ain't we meant to be saving souls

Not trap houses and faking loans

Go tell mum that I'm writing again

I don't wanna hear you were right in the end

Wrote this here for my guys in the ends

Those still stuck in that social housing know that they won't stifle the pen

You ain't gotta fall for them imposters their nonsense will come to an end

Chorus:

Look, I don't wanna cause no problems

I just wanna live my life but I keep on hearing bout nonsense

Me and my dons ain't mobsters, but you know when you see imposters

We know how to read them faces

Same way you know how to read them comments

If you wanna talk let's talk

But round here make sure your walk and your talk is constant