Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SemCity MoneyMan, artist - Philthy Rich. Date of issue: 21.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
SemCity MoneyMan |
| 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' |