Erik "Rook" Ortiz - I'm Not a Star lyrics

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Erik "Rook" Ortiz - I'm Not a Star lyrics

[Intro] Maybach Music [Verse 1] 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 Buried in Louie, I'm talkin' all brown linen Make all of my b**hes tattoo my logo on they titty Put a statue of a n***a in the middle of the city Load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and co*k it and hit them n***as where it hurts Told on my partner and help them cracker's give him 30 I told him I got it, therefore I gotta do ya dirty Back on my Bizz, been in this b**h since 8:30 Scoop me a dime, now makin off at 10:30 Goin' on 12, go home and tell that man a lie I got a bake sale, b**h its 30' for the pie 9 for the slice, dummy that's a Dan Marino Talkin' quarterbacks mean ya talkin' quarter kilos n***as feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it Where I come from if you open it you payin' How I can save when all my n***as in the can Am I my brothers keeper, motherf**er take my hand [Hook] Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar I'm not a star [Bridge] All black Lamborghini, smokin' on the sticky Got a couple dollars, now this n***a think he Ricky [Hook] Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar I'm not a star [Verse 2] 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**er in it And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute I know them people wanna stick me with the sentence I'm a player catchin' b**hes like I'm TO Trunk full of work, yeah this n***a think he Nino Three dice yeah, grab a n***a for a kilo Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low Diddy negotiates and the paperwork to Theo My n***as never sing if I need 'em I go to Ne-Yo f** a famous b**h then I treat her just like a ski-oh Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of deo Monday for ménage and Tuesday I get a trio And the b**h that get a gift on the scriff, she was a PO [Hook] Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card but a n***a spendin' c-notes at the bar I'm not a star