This is a song about "Make that money"

Momma told him all that money will make you a fool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

If i can make them money

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Peep game don't let the money make you change

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

Not bad using that dope money

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Make money of the poor and ill cash the check

Make money put it in the lobby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make

Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,