PEOPLE || (feat. Stanleerex)

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People don't love you, no people don't love you they love money
They only love you when you're blown
If the money's gone, they ought to turn enemy
They're gone, yeah, they're gone

People are only close to reap where they don't sow they are
Oh, how I feel
People don't love you, they love money
People don't love you, no

People don't love you, they love money, they only love you when you're blown
If the money's gone, they ought to turn enemy
They're gone, yeah, they're gone
People are only close to reap where they don't sow they are

Oh, how I feel
People don't love you, they love money
Na, you be your nemesis if you count on human beings
If there is no benefit, a lot of friendship will sink

How you make your bed, be how you lie on it
Every day of the week, I be always searching sleep
I be teaching them kids
I know it's never easy for a stranger to have your blood spilt

So best believe it's the homie with the same color you bleed
Must be spitting out shit, and time be changing so quick
I stay awake, losing sleep in the city where these young kids depending on pills
To determine how they feel and we're all faulty

Be careful who you believe, I take the loss
At the same time, I plus the wins, divide it by two
I compare it for the profit on the topic
Of the lifestyle that we living, extreme

Got me feeling like a knight on the battlefield
This hyena comes in the clothes of sheeps

They're gone, yeah, they're gone
People are only close to reap where they don't sow they are

Oh, how I feel
People don't love you, they love money

I steady pay attention
Constantly i speak to myself
Is this life worth living bro cos you living in hell
I seen so many of my friends get up and leave me for dead
Just as they said
wasn't worth it
All My lyrics to pen
But look at me now
I'm shinning like a chandelier
The child of the year
The son of the man made it himself
Top of the pinnacle
Now they acting like they all care
The top is lonely cuz
Everybody be using their head
Pay me my money boy
Don't want to hear no noise in my ear
This nigga came with propellers
I make some shots in the air
Trust me I know who my nigga
I know who pulling my leg
And if you ask for a feature just know it's 10/10

This shit real
Don't need no vision to show you the deal
This shit is big
Stanleerex big name I'm stomping on beat
My feet is deep rooted to the street
I been an OG
I been around the city
Put me on you gonna need me

People don't love you, no

People don't love you, they love money, they only love you when you're blown
If the money's gone, they ought to turn enemy
They're gone, yeah, they're gone
People are only close to reap where they don't sow they are

Oh, how I feel
People don't love you, they love money

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