This is a song about "Make money"

Peep game don't let the money make you change

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

I get my paper, y'all just hate

There’s money to make

I make money high like jordan

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

We got the money, now let's make it flip like gymnastics,