Imposters

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