Maybach music

I'm not a star somebody lied

I got a pistol in the car a 45

If I'd die today remember me like John Lennon

Bury the Louis I'm talkin' all brown linen

Make all of my b**ches tattoo my logo on they titty

Put a statue of a ni**a in the middle of the city

Load up the choppers like it's December thirty first

Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts

Told 'em my partna and help them fagots give 'em thirty

I told 'em I got it therefore I gotta do you dirty

Back on my Benz been in these b**ches 830

Scoot me a dime now man get off at 1030

Goin' on 12 go home and tell that man I'm lyin'

I got a bake sale b**ches stunnin' for the pie

9 for the slice dummy that's a Dan Marino

Talkin' quarterbacks mean you talkin' quarter kilos

Niggas feel my pain I ain't even gotta say it

Where I come from if they be hopin' thatcha payin'

How I can save when all my niggas in the can

And by my brothers people motherf**ker take my hand

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car

Black card for the niggas 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 smokin' on the sticky

Got a couple dollars now this ni**a think he Ricky

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car

Black card for the niggas 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

I'm not a star somebody lied

I spent a milly on the car

It come alive never feed it after dark

Gotta treat it like gremlin

It's a multi-million dollar motherf**ker in it

And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute

I know them people wanna stick me with the senates

I'm a player catchin' b**ches like I'm TO

Trunk full of work yeah this ni**a think he Neno

Three dice yeah grab a ni**a for a kilo

Pink ring a hundred grand but keep that on the D-low

Diddy negotiates and the paperwork the TO

My niggas never sing if I need 'em I go to Neo

F**k a famous b**ch then I treat her just like a ski-oh

Not even worth a shower just grab me a stick of deo

Monday for monages and Tuesday I get a trio

And the b**ch that get a gift on the scriff

She was a PO

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car

Black card for the niggas 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