SemCity MoneyMan - Philthy Rich

It’s Philthy nigga

Sem City Money Man

Top of the block

Look

Rest in peace

Shouts out to

Pretty who gave me my name?

Free dame and fame

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 pussy or let no nigga 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 shit lightly

My niggas fighting indictment

See, don’t get it confused cause I could fuck up your day

Five-hundred dollar MoneyPak will get it done today

Free OG Tim-

See, when the shit gets real

These niggas 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 field

Used to be after them suckers, 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 suckers, now I’m after a mil'

Free, mother fucking 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 niggas sleep

You want that old filthy nigga?

Go buy my old CD, nigga

I was getting more money than them niggas back then nigga

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 niggas around, cause real niggas is down

Oh Yeah, shout out to Stone, a real nigga came home

Blunt for him too, so pass 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 suckers, 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 suckers, 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 fuck 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

Nigga you know where it’s at

Just let her know you’re about to cum

See, it’s hundred on it, nigga, and I hope you can handle

Way you still in the streets, nigga, your life is a gamble

See, I’m playing for keeps and nigga I’m playing to win

I’m my hoods' mascot, you other niggas pretend

Fuck counting my life, nigga, I’m counting these hundreds'

When the phone start nigga 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 suckers, 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 suckers, now I’m after a mil'