This is basically my through-the-wire, cause I'm sick as shit
I mean, you can kind of hear it in my voice, so..
We'll see
You sitting at home playing Fortnite, me I'm outside in the streetlight
Feeling like Mike Tyson, my chicken looking like Tyson
I look like I'm enticing
This ain't nothing you've seen before
She a maid she do my chores
I feel like I'm bored, so I go next, hit the score
Danny Glover, can I help you?
Been working is so hard, niggas thought I got paid more
Pedro, Pedro, please answer my call, I want answers
I'm on the phone line saying goodbye and thank you
The check came in, so I'm grateful
Cars and broads, niggas ain't seen acres
Bitch, I'm at Edgar Allen Poe, I feel like the crow
And you know I'm Jeremy White when I cook
Or when i slang that white, Peruvian cheese all too bright
Eminem with the Obi-trice
White rice, I cook like I'm cooking a meal
F*ck it, all right
I seen the green product
Feel like it's a dispensary
Girls blowing up my phone, and they blaming me
She a dragon when she kiss me and miss me
Burn my face to the third degree
You praying for an answer, bitch
I think it might be me
Feel like damn goddamn money feel like a Jew
You insensitive why you say that?
I don't know, I'm with the crew
Feeling like goddamn bitch who knew?
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
My wallet is brown like my shirt be vintage
Niggas ain't seen this much blue since Pinkman
Ringman, Ringmaster, master gave me these chains
I said, f*ck out my face, I broke out my pain
The concrete rose, the sound I chose, I suppose
You can hang as it goes
We slimed out, wipe your nose
I don't see a difference when it comes to me and God
The boy's not Christian, demon flow, he a fraud
Sue him, kill him
F*ck Pedro, he a bitch
So let me grab my camera, film this like Hitch
Nigga, this ain't something you've seen since Jigga
Bitter, oh, they so salty
Go figure, kill him
F*cking with me it go
Baka Baka
This is Biggie in the flesh
Niggas want smoke, it's gon' rasta, rasta
Boom
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
Pedro Manuel - imma star (feat. Mally_02) Lyrics
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English
This is basically my through-the-wire, cause I'm sick as shit
I mean, you can kind of hear it in my voice, so..
We'll see
You sitting at home playing Fortnite, me I'm outside in the streetlight
Feeling like Mike Tyson, my chicken looking like Tyson
I look like I'm enticing
This ain't nothing you've seen before
She a maid she do my chores
I feel like I'm bored, so I go next, hit the score
Danny Glover, can I help you?
Been working is so hard, niggas thought I got paid more
Pedro, Pedro, please answer my call, I want answers
I'm on the phone line saying goodbye and thank you
The check came in, so I'm grateful
Cars and broads, niggas ain't seen acres
Bitch, I'm at Edgar Allen Poe, I feel like the crow
And you know I'm Jeremy White when I cook
Or when i slang that white, Peruvian cheese all too bright
Eminem with the Obi-trice
White rice, I cook like I'm cooking a meal
F*ck it, all right
I seen the green product
Feel like it's a dispensary
Girls blowing up my phone, and they blaming me
She a dragon when she kiss me and miss me
Burn my face to the third degree
You praying for an answer, bitch
I think it might be me
Feel like damn goddamn money feel like a Jew
You insensitive why you say that?
I don't know, I'm with the crew
Feeling like goddamn bitch who knew?
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
My wallet is brown like my shirt be vintage
Niggas ain't seen this much blue since Pinkman
Ringman, Ringmaster, master gave me these chains
I said, f*ck out my face, I broke out my pain
The concrete rose, the sound I chose, I suppose
You can hang as it goes
We slimed out, wipe your nose
I don't see a difference when it comes to me and God
The boy's not Christian, demon flow, he a fraud
Sue him, kill him
F*ck Pedro, he a bitch
So let me grab my camera, film this like Hitch
Nigga, this ain't something you've seen since Jigga
Bitter, oh, they so salty
Go figure, kill him
F*cking with me it go
Baka Baka
This is Biggie in the flesh
Niggas want smoke, it's gon' rasta, rasta
Boom
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
I mean, you can kind of hear it in my voice, so..
We'll see
You sitting at home playing Fortnite, me I'm outside in the streetlight
Feeling like Mike Tyson, my chicken looking like Tyson
I look like I'm enticing
This ain't nothing you've seen before
She a maid she do my chores
I feel like I'm bored, so I go next, hit the score
Danny Glover, can I help you?
Been working is so hard, niggas thought I got paid more
Pedro, Pedro, please answer my call, I want answers
I'm on the phone line saying goodbye and thank you
The check came in, so I'm grateful
Cars and broads, niggas ain't seen acres
Bitch, I'm at Edgar Allen Poe, I feel like the crow
And you know I'm Jeremy White when I cook
Or when i slang that white, Peruvian cheese all too bright
Eminem with the Obi-trice
White rice, I cook like I'm cooking a meal
F*ck it, all right
I seen the green product
Feel like it's a dispensary
Girls blowing up my phone, and they blaming me
She a dragon when she kiss me and miss me
Burn my face to the third degree
You praying for an answer, bitch
I think it might be me
Feel like damn goddamn money feel like a Jew
You insensitive why you say that?
I don't know, I'm with the crew
Feeling like goddamn bitch who knew?
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
My wallet is brown like my shirt be vintage
Niggas ain't seen this much blue since Pinkman
Ringman, Ringmaster, master gave me these chains
I said, f*ck out my face, I broke out my pain
The concrete rose, the sound I chose, I suppose
You can hang as it goes
We slimed out, wipe your nose
I don't see a difference when it comes to me and God
The boy's not Christian, demon flow, he a fraud
Sue him, kill him
F*ck Pedro, he a bitch
So let me grab my camera, film this like Hitch
Nigga, this ain't something you've seen since Jigga
Bitter, oh, they so salty
Go figure, kill him
F*cking with me it go
Baka Baka
This is Biggie in the flesh
Niggas want smoke, it's gon' rasta, rasta
Boom
Bitch, I'm a pro
I'm with my niggas, stay away from the foes
I ain't talking with the girls, I'm talking to hoes
Act like it don't bother me
Go ahead its so comedy
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
They say imma make it, I say probably
Bitch, I'm a star, don't talk to me
Writer: pedro figueroa, Malachi Malabet
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Pedro Manuel
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: pedro figueroa, Malachi Malabet