uh let me get a turkey sandwich uh woo lettuce tomato bitch
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 woo to the cam rellim chronicles
lookin’ out my monocle
i’m dodgin’ obstacles i gamble like the bellagio
you cockaroach i’m heroin ’cause everything i talk is dope
type to leave it clean and fuckin’ shiny word to mop glo
tryin’ to get a mansion aint nobody here gon’ find my room
money gon’ 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 what’s trendy
my pen game is somethin’ these motherfuckers have never seen
all city champion everybody is secondstring
no need to testify testify for the best is i best is i
and anybody in my way gon’ 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 lookin’ back back
anything you need you can find it at the market
if you dont 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 i don’t plan on lookin’ back 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 im everywhere
hundred different shoes still feel the need to cop a fresher pair
these motherfuckers treat me like its 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 kickin’ out the garbage
sick bars ive been a boss so stick around and watch it
didn’t fit around no college campus chillin’ writin’ on top of planet earth
fuck who’s first its just ’bout who the hardest
on my own too fuck who’s sayin’ different
every time i rhyme i get that punxsutawney feelin’
im the starter you a fillin
you a martyr im just killin’
gettin’ harder with each time i write
wish i could rewind last night
i had so much fun just kickin’ it and goin’ in
dont 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 bitch
i’ma feed the world you can put it on my tab
run until my legs go numb i don’t plan on lookin’ back 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 i don’t plan on lookin’ back 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
Artist: Mac Miller
Year: 2011
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 293