This is a song about "Make"

There’s money to make

If i die before i wake

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

J. cole runnin' late

Yeah this new town cannot make

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Take it in turns just to make sure we make an emphasis

Together all the timethought it was true love

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke