This is a song about "Making moneu"

Well people are always making fables

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Corduroys, cam will shine

She was always making sells

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

Just wait this is history in the making.

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

Miami nights, made a couple grand

3 homies chilling making classics

Cause we been off them slave ships

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Making my thought process sporadic