Plastic People
A song made by Charlie
Plastic People
A song made by Charlie
Yo, check the vibe, the real talk
Some faces fade when the pockets get low
(Yebo!) These plastic people, they don't last
Shiny and bright, moving way too fast
When the good times roll, they all around
But when the struggle hits, they nowhere to be found, eish!
Remember days when the cheddar was plenty, bottles on ice
Every friend request, looking extra nice
"My bru, my bru," they'd say with a smile so wide
Always on your team, right by your side
Asking for favors, for a ride, for a share
Never a doubt, like they truly care. Sho!
(Yebo!) These plastic people, they don't last
Shiny and bright, moving way too fast
When the good times roll, they all around
But when the struggle hits, they nowhere to be found, eish!
Then the market dropped, or the contract went south
Suddenly phones go quiet, not a peep from their mouth
No more late-night calls, no more chill in the day
"Busy, my friend," they'd awkwardly say
The real ones stay solid, through the fire and rain
But the plastic ones melt under pressure and pain. Asambe!
Sharp sharp, learn your circle, choose wisely, my friend
Only the real ones with you 'til the very end. Let's go!
