This is a song about "Money maker"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I heard that time is money

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Music is money, money isn't music

And i ain't frontin for her

We're all cursed like that bu the maker

Jaw breaker i'ma take it shake ya money maker

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

Summertime and the sun is out a couple more lines comin out my mouth

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Hustle for dis country money

As i light one for ill will

Cash money, financial