[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