Lyrics Fairway LN - August
If
you
need
anything
just
call
me
Girl
you
know
that
I'm
balling
Boutta
ball
out
like
spartan
Keep
it
300
we
sparking
Sent
you
my
love
that's
my
offering
Then
didn't
know
about
the
heart-ships
Only
knew
about
the
hard
shit
Had
to
be
weary
be
cautious
If
he
put
his
hands
you
promise
that
I'll
have
him
killed
Sorry
girl,
but
that
sorry
don't
change
how
I
feel
Have
someone
run
up
on
him
oh
I
bet
I
will
Leave
him
there
laid
out
oh
he
staying
still
I'm
not
tryna
be
famous
I
just
wanna
make
it
Take
it
to
the
top
House
on
the
hills
Get
to
work,
for
a
million
I'll
do
lot
They
said
" you
can't
rap
so
you
might
as
well
stop"
I
came
from
the
block
Straight
from
the
jump
Jump
off
the
roof
Shout
out
my
pops
That's
my
dawg
too,
true
Fuck
all
the
blues
Can't
roll
with
you
I'ma
go
plot
l
lost
a
lot
Gained
a
lot
too
It
ain't
nothing
new
Look
what
I
grew
into
It's
nothing
to
lose
no
more
She
bad
so
beautiful
Oh
I'm
on
the
avenue
We
off
for
good
we
know
When
she
get
mad
she
rude
Oh
you
moving
off
none
new
Look
what
I
grew
into
It's
nothing
to
lose
no
more
She
bad
so
beautiful
Oh
I'm
on
the
avenue
We
off
for
good
we
know
When
she
get
mad
she
rude
Oh
you
moving
off
none
new
I
just
wanna
have
a
good
time
Got
good
brain
I
called
her
big
mind
To
the
big
league
To
the
O
line
Came
from
Texas
so
you
know
why
I
gotta
go
hard
Don't
stop
Momma
said
watch
out
with
your
heart
"Cuz
if
she
fall
it's
your
fault
boy
don't
start"
Oh
nah
yeah
yeah
Type
to
do,
and
not
tell
I
won't
fail,
that's
on
blood
Prepare,
I
raise
hell
Never
cut,
I
work
it
out
She
eat
it
up
I
beat
it
up
I
throw
it
down
I
miss
your
love
I'll
call
you
now
You
on
my
phone
I
know
your
tone
Who
that
around?
So
tell
me
now
Just
tell
me
nah
I'll
leave
your
spot
You
got
a
man
That's
your
defense
You
moving
fast
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