This is a song about "Make"

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

They say them colors must be fake

Stored in his mind to make,

All dem niggas gonna hate

And every new sacrifice that i make

Now a nigga got baking to bake

I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass