P Walsh - Mattress lyrics

[Intro: P Walsh] Uh, yeah, Walsh You know man I'm just sitting here thinking about all this sh** I've been though But I'm about to say f** that Because life is going to throw sh** at you And sometimes you just gotta get over it You just gotta get up So that's what I'm about to do Look, uh [Verse 1: P Walsh] Sitting with my a** in the mattress Thinking about the last b**h I a** kissed f** that sh**, for me she's too attractive Patrick, you're whack and your slacking It's madness just masking this malice You're trapped in, face the facts kid She wants it from that f*ggot Who gets arrested for possessing acid You're trashing your rations trying to pa** this pa**ion You feel like you might perish Because she's blocking you like Robert Parish Your care is too strong, you're already thinking marriage Maybe push a baby in a carriage It's like you wrecked and you don't know where the spare is But when the snare hits and you push the air out of your larynx That's the one thing you can cherish So f** the despair sh** and get up Be like Chancy and get those Bills up Spit the real stuff and the tricks will come Pick your own battles because you're still tough Don't get rattled through the razzle dazzle Your dreams will get shattered Listen to the pitter patter, climb the latter Make it to the top so you can laugh at her Raps fatter than Action with a dinner platter That b**h doesn't matter One day, when you rock an entire AA Center Guess who's never ever gonna be thinking about entering Better be betting the best blessing is about to be blemishing Any pessimist that's questioning his messaging Because his sk** set is excellent Elegant, benevolent, the accelerant Expelling sh** that is irrelevant Like the kid I used to resist that's selling hits All these rappers talk about dead presidents Half of them don't know that's Rakim's testament If hip hop had a test they'd be retesting it Because they ain't respecting it They think it's okay to make a mess of it But make the best of it with your friends, it's lit Forget the hoes, focus on the homies And you know who those be? Quinn, Kev, and Den, hold your bros closely Not to mention Ed, Sky, J Mac, Lorenzo and... Oh! T Why? Because those bros never exposed me Those bros never disposed me They showed me there was hope to see [Outro: P Walsh] So that's it man Your friends and your family are always going to be there for you Don't worry about what someone said about you Don't worry about getting rejected None of that sh** matters Your friends are gonna always be there for you You'll always have your family there for you Just don't lose yourself Just focus on the future, don't worry about anything else That's all you gotta do And that's what I'm about to do Walsh