Rick Ross
I’m Not a Star
[Intro]
Maybach Music
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[Verse 1]
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 talkin' all brown linen
Make all of my bitches tattoo my logo on they titty
Put a statue of a n***a in the middle of the city (Ugh)
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n***as 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
Goin' 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)
Talkin' quarterbacks, meaning, talkin' quarter-kilos (Ayy)
N***as feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it (Boss)
Where I come from, if you open it, you payin'
How I can save when all my n***as in the can? (Can)
Am I my brother's keeper? Motherfucker, take my hand (Me)
[Bridge]
Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar

[Chorus]
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star

[Bridge]
All black Lamborghini, smokin' on the sticky
Got a couple dollars, now this n***a think he Ricky
Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar

[Chorus]
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star (Ugh)

[Verse 2]
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 catchin' bitches like I'm TO
Trunk full of work, yeah, this n***a think he Nino (Ugh)
Three dice, yeah, grab a n***a for a kilo
Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low
Diddy negotiates, send the paperwork to Theo
My n***as 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
[Bridge]
Pull up to the club, I got a kilo in the car
Black card, but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar

[Chorus]
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star
I'm not a star