John Boy - Money On My Mind lyrics

Verse 1: You get cut for the paper, like a lumber jack I'm fit to tread mills, you get over lapped I was once broke, but I ain't never going back, ( naaaa ) World wide hustle leaving trademarks on the map k**er on the track, tell me who's up next? My verbal rounds puncture through bullet proof vest I'm infrared hot , leave haters steaming' Intervene with mine, I'll stop your blood flow streaming' That psychotic flow, need a stray jacket Obsessive possessive, making money is a habit Break it down to the science, I'm giving you the physics These neurologist, can't figure my raps hieroglyphics