Mac Miller – Frick Park Market Mac Miller – Frick Park Market Mac Miller – Frick Park Market Mac Miller — Frick Park Market Lyrics [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 …
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