Mac Miller - Frick Park Market Lyrics

My name Mac Miller, who the fuck are you?
Well, my crew too live but I ain't Uncle Luke
And I ain't no hipster, but 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 fucking shiny word to Mop & Glo
Tryin' to get a mansion ain't nobody here gon' find my room
Money gonna be green I guarantee you that my slide 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 motherfuckers have never seen
All City Champion everybody is second string, No need to testify
For the best is I, and anybody in my way goin' to be left to die

I'ma 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'ma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, 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

I got my own stickers now so literally I'm everywhere
Hundred different shoes still feel the need to cop a fresher pair
These motherfuckers 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, didn't fit around no college campus
Chilling writing on top of planet Earth

Fuck whose first, It's just 'bout who the hardest
On my own too, fuck 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 fuckin' 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

I'ma 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'ma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, 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