I'm Not A Star

(album: Teflon Don - 2010)

Maybach Music
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I'm not a star (Me), somebody lied
I got a pistol in the car (Ha), a .45
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon (Ha)
Buried in Louie, I'm talking all brown linen
Make all of my bitches tattoo my logo on they titty
Put a statue of a nigga in the middle of the city (Ugh)
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts (Ayy)
Told on my partner and helped them crackers give him thirty
I told him I got it, therefore, I gotta do you dirty (I gotta)
Back on my biz, been in this bitch since 8:30
Scoop me a dime, now makin off at 10:30
Going on 12:00, go home and tell that man a lie
I got a bake sale, bitch, it's thirty for the pie (Ross)
It's nine for the slice, dummy, that's a Dan Marino (What)
Talking quarterbacks, meaning, talking quarter-kilos (Ayy)
Niggas feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it (Boss)
Where I come from, if you open it, you paying
How I can save when all my niggas in the can? (Can)
Am I my brother's keeper? Motherfucker, take my hand (Me)

Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a nigga spending c-notes at the bar

I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star

All black Lamborghini, smoking on the sticky
Got a couple dollars, now this nigga think he Ricky
Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a nigga spending c-notes at the bar

I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star (Ugh)

I'm not a star, somebody lied
I spent a milli on the car, it come alive
Never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like a gremlin (Woo)
It's a multimillion-dollar motherfucker in it (Ugh)
And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute (Woo)
I know them people wanna stick me with a sentence (Woo)
I'm a player catching bitches like I'm TO
Trunk full of work, yeah, this nigga think he Nino (Ugh)
Three dice, yeah, grab a nigga for a kilo
Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low
Diddy negotiates, send the paperwork to Theo
My niggas never sing, if I need 'em, I go to Ne-Yo
Fuck a famous bitch, then I treat her just like a ski-oh
Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of D-O
Monday for ménages and Tuesday, I get a trio
And the bitch that get a gift on the strength, she was a PO

Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card, but a nigga spending c-notes at the bar

I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star