Mac Miller - Frick Park Market

Lyrics to Frick Park Market by Mac Miller

[Intro] Uh let me get, uh turkey sandwich Uh, lettuce, tomato (bitch) [Verse 1: Mac Miller] My name Mac Miller, who the f-ck are you? Well my crew too live but I ain’t Uncle Luke And I ain’t no hipster, girl I can make your hips stir From Pittsburgh, smoke papers or a swisher Welcome to the Cam Rellim chronicles Looking out my monocle I’m dodging obstacles, I gamble like the Bellagio You cockroach, I’m heroin cause everything I talk is dope Type to leave it clean and f-cking shiny word to Mop & Glo Tryin’ to get a mansion ain’t nobody here gonna find my room Money gonna be green I guarantee you that my socks stay blue So press play, I start from scratch and never use no template The next day these losers always goin’ with whats trendy My pen game is something these motherf-ckers have never seen All City Champion everybody is second string No need to testify (testify) for the best is I (best is I) And anybody in my way goin’ to be left to die [Hook: Mac Miller] I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market If you don’t hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market Anything you need you can find it at the market [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I got my own stickers now so literally I’m everywhere Hundred different shoes to fill no need to cop a fresher pair These motherf-ckers treat me like it’s just my second year Fool you better get prepared Don’t know ‘bout you but all my rhymes is deadly here Frick Park Market where we kicking out the garbage Sick bars I’ve been a boss so stick around and watch it Did the round, no college campus chilling writing on top of planet Earth F-ck whose first, It’s just bout who the hardest on my own too, f-ck whose saying different Every time I rhyme I get that Punxsutawney feeling I’m the starter you the fill in You a martyr I’m just killing Getting harder with each time I write Wish I could rewind last night I had so much fun just kickin’ it and goin’ in Don’t call me Malcolm if you didn’t f-ckin’ know me then And if you lonely girl I could be your only friend You got some shit to say I suggest you hold it in [Hook: Mac Miller] I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market If you don’t hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market Anything you need you can find it at the market [Outro] Yeah, and this is Blue Slide Park