Verse 1 (£$ Bankz)
Months in the pits
I have to admit
Was me then
Now it's just start and commit
Sticking to ones belief
I want to succeed
Old habits die young
I want to be freed
Unlock the cell
Phone who to get bail?
Bill through your nose
You've got mail
Facing hammer-sharks on every street corner
Pressure getting to your head
Like a hot sauna
Ain't about chasing fame and glory
Take a few hits
Watching money flip!
Wake up in the morning thinking life and money
No need to struggle now just stacking plenty!
Family's like a heart of gold
Can't be sold
You still need your brothers
While dying old
I stand here, deliver, follow my own creed
Let the legacy of you live with your off-breed!
Verse 2 (£$ Biggz)
See me back for long, I'm on a madness
When I come through
I'm writing poetry stanzas
Take the game like a sweeper when the roads messed
Everyday bar for bar
Everyday's hopeless
Fake dickheads copy man
Send tweets
What takes other rappers years
I'll do it in a week!
Snitching man I can't stand
Writing like I got no hands
Clash man on no plan
Catching bodies for no man!
Living to the music
Writing that real shit
Pen to the paper
Writing that real quick!
Deliver like a mad ting
Hit em like lightening
Brothers call me by my stage name, frightening
Think I'm invincible
Like a titan
Breaking paigons all down like a hyphen
Everyday down London all sirens
Never alone
Never quiet, No silence
Why do they keep on seeing man
Already tried shooting me
Clashing on the roads
In a whip, that's my community
Shizzla knows when I say I got bars for days
Still all the man out here
Think that all this spitting pays
Now I'm a better guy
Better g
Better life
Moving fast forward
Like Biggie I'm gonna Hypnotize!!
Take the game by it's head
Better get ready i ain't stopping till I'm dead
G I'm done
Real Talk was written by £$ Bankz.
Real Talk was produced by Stacks Beatz.