Philthy Rich - SemCity MoneyMan lyrics

[Intro: Philthy Rich] It's Philthy n***a Sem City Money Man Top of the block Look Rest in peace [?] Shouts out to [?] Pretty who gave me my name? [?] It was me and OG Marty We used to terrorize the party I ain't never went dumb But these guns go retarded Been in the hood all my life So I made it my wife I was married to the streets before I rode my first bike Seminary had made me, and Mom had raised me I could never be a p**y or let no n***a play me Looked up to Jodi and Mane, [?], hung around [?] and [?], Rel and Wayne, De'Andre So when you speak on his name Just know it come with gunplay I don't take this sh** lightly My n***as fighting indictment See, don't get it confused cause I could f** up your day Five-hundred dollar MoneyPak will get it done today Free OG Tim-[?] See, when the sh** gets real These n***as run to the Quran Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil' Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil' Free [?], mother f**ing CO Three different probations, three different PO's The more money I make, the less I'm around Now they saying I'm fake and I ain't from the town You on the wrong side the street You on the wrong side the beef Just counted a hundred this morning While you broke n***as sleep You want that old filthy n***a? Go buy my old CD, n***a I was getting more money than them n***as back then n***a Shouts out to [?] and free [?], if [?] was around [?] wouldn't have made it out See, I'mma keep it a hundred until they take me out Fake n***as around, cause real n***as is down Oh Yeah, shout out to Stone, a real n***a came home Blunt for him too, so pa** the blunt round, fool These fake gangsters on IG, your body won't ID Closed casket, your funeral preacher sing on your interludes Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil' Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil' Rest in Peace Ace Mouth The Fed's ran in my house After I did gang wars and tried to tour on my [?] I had a house in Vegas way before I got shot Never ran out my hood I'm still good on my block Yeah free Lil Moe, he caught a body on Fortune And I been riding these foreigns and everything on 4's I f** with dollar [?], it's a 30 on my [?] [?] and DJ, any day gon' hold the K They ain't gotta ask twice, one call and it's done n***a you know where it's at Just let her know you're about to cum See, it's hundred on it, n***a, and I hope you can handle Way you still in the streets, n***a, your life is a gamble See, I'm playing for keeps and n***a I'm playing to win I'm my hoods' mascot, you other n***as pretend f** counting my life, n***a, I'm counting these hundreds' When the phone start n***a then the money stop coming Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil' Seminary, cemetery, Sem City Money Man I just woke up this morning counting out a hundred grand FOD, TFL, I was really in the [?] Used to be after them s**ers, now I'm after a mil'