Mattress Money

Yea Ya’ll, this is DJ Maze One the Amazing One and right about now we gon make history.
My man Fuse is in the booth. My man Heat is in the booth about to set shit off.
You know how we do. Jersey – stand up! P.A. – stand up!
Where my hustlers at? Come on!

I get that money, I don’t care if it’s dirty or clean
I’m tryin to sleep and wake up to the American dream
I need them big-faced bills, stacks of dead presidents
Stuffed in my mattress somewhere up in my residence
Whoever else irrelevant, I ain’t tryin holla
Gotta get my change up cuz nuff cents makes dollas
So grind or work, I ain’t knockin ya hustle
Just stuff your mattress till ya bed frame buckle
I get dough trust me dog that’s all I need
Stack cheddar like Kraft macaroni and cheese
So knock off an ounce, sell some Avon
Work at a Micky D’s or a nail salon
Either way stack chips forget being a flirt
I’m gettin paper till I’m dead six feet in the dirt
Be it a stack full of hundreds, or a handful of ones
It’s that mattress money when it’s all said and done

I get that mattress money, that’s that hustler talk
For that green we be gettin when the block get dark
Yea that mattress money kept in brown paper bags
Stashed in the crib for when things get bad
I’m talkin mattress money wrapped up in rubber bands
Patiently waitin for future plans
Yea that mattress money, ya’ll know what I mean
Don’t care where the bills come from as long as they green

Yea, hey yo I get money, money I got
Call me the chef I do it big and blow up the spot
You know the block stay hot, but we keepin it locked
That mattress money put dummies inside of my sock
I’m on that tiptoe shit, gotta stash my la
Just do the math we get my cash then multiply
Tryin to get rich I’ll show ya how
Speed up the process don’t slow it down
Ya wanna be a G well how that sound, I’m a tell ya
There’s one key to that lock, the bank teller
Smooth talk run in ya spot like hey fella
Then rain on them niggas shoulda brought they umbrellas
See we outside with it, might fly with it
I move it cross town in that hoop ride Civic
Mattress money, real niggas fuck with it
You don’t know, must be slow and just don’t get it

I get that mattress money, that’s that hustler talk
For that green we be gettin when the block get dark
Yea that mattress money kept in brown paper bags
Stashed in the crib for when things get bad
I’m talkin mattress money wrapped up in rubber bands
Patiently waitin for future plans
Yea that mattress money, ya’ll know what I mean
Don’t care where the bills come from as long as they green

I’m alone in this world and I like it like that
Ya’ll niggas hate Heat, and I like it like that
Ya’ll the fuel to my fire, the gas in my whip
The reason why this nigga here never gonna quit
I’m a go hard or go home, flip out like cellphones
Ya’ll mufuckas better leave me alone
I’ve been fasting for years living life in the streets
Dog I’m hungry as fuck so it’s time to eat
Get down or lay down like them Philly thugs do it
I like it like that, nothing to it but to do it
I’m addicted to the money and allergic to bums
I want the cash from the hundreds down to the single ones
Heat Jah and the Gods, never caught slackin
True soldiers, general colonel and captains
Godfather boss and capo
We keepin it real while ya’ll dudes hold life as a act yo
I’m a lit fire, that’ll never go out
Ya’ll rappers like incense, slowly burning out
I’m sharp with mine and on point like an arrow
Sober or drunk like Captain Jack Sparrow
Lyrical hand grenade, that’s what they callin me
Cus I drop bombs like the U.S. Army
You a snowball rolling through hell, destined to fail
A dog headed nowhere chasing his tail
I’m so gifted, haven’t even reached my peak
But when I do the whole world got they ear to the street
And this here ain’t a threat, it’s a damn guarantee
That the future is mine ya’ll just wait and see
And I like it like that son stay in ya place
This track’s food for thought so I’m a give you a taste
Cus I hear you niggas runnin around talkin real crazy
Mad cuz I work hard and ya’ll just lazy

I get that mattress money, that’s that hustler talk
For that green we be gettin when the block get dark
Yea that mattress money kept in brown paper bags
Stashed in the crib for when things get bad
I’m talkin mattress money wrapped up in rubber bands
Patiently waitin for future plans
Yea that mattress money, ya’ll know what I mean
Don’t care where the bills come from as long as they green

I get that mattress money, that’s that hustler talk
For that green we be gettin when the block get dark
Yea that mattress money kept in brown paper bags
Stashed in the crib for when things get bad
I’m talkin mattress money wrapped up in rubber bands
Patiently waitin for future plans
Yea that mattress money, ya’ll know what I mean
Don’t care where the bills come from as long as they green

I get that mattress money
Yea that mattress money
I’m talkin mattress money
Yea that mattress money

I get that mattress money, that’s that hustler talk
For that green we be gettin when the block get dark
Yea that mattress money kept in brown paper bags
Stashed in the crib for when things get bad
I’m talkin mattress money wrapped up in rubber bands
Patiently waitin for future plans
Yea that mattress money, ya’ll know what I mean
Don’t care where the bills come from as long as they green