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Frick Park Market Lyrics - Blue Slide Park - Mac Miller

Uh let me get, uh turkey sandwich 

Uh, lettuce, tomato (bitch) 

 

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 

 

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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 

 

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 

 

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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 

 

Yeah, and this is Blue Slide Park 

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