Talk to me nice Lyrics

I just pray, I just pray

I just pray, I just pray

I just pray, I just pray

I just pray I stay a real one

All of my life

Hear them talk like there sauce

But there forcing the vibe

Never chatings over action

You can talk all you like

There begging to be savage

But I'm more civilised

Tell them Talk to me Nice!

I'm not leaving without P's

Or my portion of rice

Standing on my truth

While there living in their lies

I see through the disguise

Tell them talk to me nice!

Tell them talk to me nice

I was raised in the struggle

I was forced to survive

We were suffering from suffering

It taught us to grind

Life isn't promised

Do not play it safe

Just roll the dice

Know theirs honour being honest

In a place full of lies

Just because you're here and living

That don't mean you're alive

I'd rather live with the failure

Than regret I didn't try

I've been planning all the time

It's been stressing out my mind

Do not push me to the edge

Tell them talk to me nice

How they claiming that there calm

And there caught in the hype

Clouts killing us

There killing over clout

On their live

Thick as shit

He got nicked

Now there saying free the guys

I've been talking to the skies

Help me see through there disguise

These serpents in your circle

That want to see your demise

They been clocking

They been watching

But I don't give them time

Money, Money

On my mind

Lets feed the family

On my life!

I just pray I stay a real one

All of my life

Hear them talk like there sauce

But there forcing the vibe

Never chatings over action

You can talk all you like

There begging to be savage

But I'm more civilised

Tell them Talk to me Nice!

I'm not leaving without P's

Or my portion of rice

Standing on my truth

While there living in their lies

I see through the disguise

Tell them talk to me nice!

One life ima live it

Ima push it to the limit

And if they don't hear my words

They gon feel me in the spirit

They aren't soul

Goes to show

Its all for show

Like an exhibit

British museum style

First they steal it

Then reveal it

That isn't you

That isn't yours

Sauce stealer

Nah leave it

Like they're scared

To be there self-nowadays

That's how I see it

You know the story

You do well

They get Jel

Then they pre it

Sad truth is

Probably the breddas that you be with

Blessing in disguise

See the truth and then reveal it

Tell them keep them fake smile

Nah Nah

I don't need it

Social distance

Two feet don't move

Paraplegic

I been whipping soul food

And them man leave you bulimic

This bredda told me

I'm a conscious rapper

I'd rather be me then you

You little washed up trapper

Seen a little fifty racka

thinking that they made it

No vision

Cause your basic

You're a fish

And I fillets it

Deyyya

I just pray I stay a real one

All of my life

Hear them talk like there sauce

But there forcing the vibe

Never chatings over action

You can talk all you like

There begging to be savage

But I'm more civilised

Tell them Talk to me Nice!

I'm not leaving without P's

Or my portion of rice

Standing on my truth

While there living in their lies

I see through the disguise

Tell them talk to me nice!