Al Wissam Letterman
Cash money the army, better yet the navy
You gotta salute to sergeant from that basic training
I don't break bills told my bm that can't shit change me
She don't know if I'm coming home and that got my baby on a cliff hanger
Pressing 'bout this marriage and it can't get stranger
Think I been putting on for my family just to dip later
It's way more to staying down than this here baby
I never thought food for my soul could get distasteful
Now look at me, trapping everyday for weeks ain't even seen the crib
But baby this shit how we gone eat, I need to bring a bib
If it ain't money on the phone I pray it never ring again
Swear some of them conversations I'll never need again
Money make the world go round and I'm
tryna spin the bitch
Make my own paper, grab some ink and get the printer fixed
Too much time talking bout them incidents
Like you ain't ever know where I was at right when you mentioned it
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
My mama always told me hindsight was 2020
Still niggas just insist on playing roles like Cuba Gooding
Been teaching so much game feel like I'm getting used to students
Learned to face the music remember I used to mute it
War ready had to get battle tested
Old TVs in my hood it's static if you ain't connected
Take it out your hand if you got it and cant protect it
Extended the mag let 'em know that I came protected
I think about them days I rocked the Al Wissam letterman
Scheming bout the ways that I could stuff it full of presidents
Ask me if I'm fit to do the job I started telling em
A number they could reach me at and tailors for my measurements
Ex bitch thought I'd die broke bitch she was mistaken
I was in between blessings and was getting through them phases
I got too much hustle to be caught up in them wages
If I quit it all today my mortgage still won't miss a payment
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
You gotta salute to sergeant from that basic training
I don't break bills told my bm that can't shit change me
She don't know if I'm coming home and that got my baby on a cliff hanger
Pressing 'bout this marriage and it can't get stranger
Think I been putting on for my family just to dip later
It's way more to staying down than this here baby
I never thought food for my soul could get distasteful
Now look at me, trapping everyday for weeks ain't even seen the crib
But baby this shit how we gone eat, I need to bring a bib
If it ain't money on the phone I pray it never ring again
Swear some of them conversations I'll never need again
Money make the world go round and I'm
tryna spin the bitch
Make my own paper, grab some ink and get the printer fixed
Too much time talking bout them incidents
Like you ain't ever know where I was at right when you mentioned it
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
My mama always told me hindsight was 2020
Still niggas just insist on playing roles like Cuba Gooding
Been teaching so much game feel like I'm getting used to students
Learned to face the music remember I used to mute it
War ready had to get battle tested
Old TVs in my hood it's static if you ain't connected
Take it out your hand if you got it and cant protect it
Extended the mag let 'em know that I came protected
I think about them days I rocked the Al Wissam letterman
Scheming bout the ways that I could stuff it full of presidents
Ask me if I'm fit to do the job I started telling em
A number they could reach me at and tailors for my measurements
Ex bitch thought I'd die broke bitch she was mistaken
I was in between blessings and was getting through them phases
I got too much hustle to be caught up in them wages
If I quit it all today my mortgage still won't miss a payment
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
Sitting home replaying all my life
I did some wrong but I was almost right
Somebody said, if it was real then it would come back twice
I'm waiting on it, I'll be up all night
Credits
Writer(s): David Hill-gray
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.