"Blueprint" lyrics

Ayy
We been at it for a while, she like "do some baby" (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy
We been at it for a while, she like "do some baby"
Hit it one time, put my deuce up baby
Let me lose my mind, she like "do some crazy" (Ayy)

Blueprint, nigga, I got money like I'm Jay-Z (Yop)
Guap by my waist line, you can say I'm waist deep (Ugh)
Up this bitch raging, if a nigga tryna waist me (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
I make it happen, I don't let the happen make me (Ugh)
I don't wear all bape, but I sure let that bitch obey me
She ain't got no manners, she on ten, tryna trip on me
I got senioritis in the hallway, I'm your big homie
Slave for this chain on my neck, I put a whip on me
Rap nigga, I'm still with the thugs like I'm Rich Homie
Bitch, homie, have my lil' niggas put the smiths on you
Treat a hoochie like she on news to the Smithsonian's
Band on my chest like my shirt say The Smiths on it

Slips on you, all that money showing, boy, they getting over (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dancing with the devil, almost had to throw a stack on her (Stack on her)
I've been out of town, making plays, keep your faith running (Yeah, yeah)
This summer, taking all the shit, I'm about to go dumber (I'm the one)
Nigga banking on his-self, can't you see? (Yeah)
I done this shit for all, I gotta do it all for me (I gotta do it all for me)
Your bitch calling me the boss, ma saying I'm the king (Saying I'm the king)
You be crying about the loss, all you hooches in the scene
Man, I done been through it all and I done been through the sea (Yeah, yeah)
I been yelling King Kanye, ain't got a damn thing on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas telling how they work, they ain't never show a thing (Ain't show a thing)
I been selling out this hoe, AC practice what he preach
I done came from the dirt, young boy, not believin' (Yeah, yeah)
In that shadow, it's a spark, I'm in the cut, blowing weed
How a nigga do it all?, boy, you gotta be AC
We done made a blueprint, ain't had it down with Jay-Z (The fucking one)

Ayy
We been at it for a while, she like "do some baby" (Ugh, she like do some, ugh)
Hit it one time, put my deuce up baby

Ayy, worst case scenario, I die a champ
Shawty yelling "save me", like a S on my diaphragm
Out of town trip, so she show a nigga via cam
Fye on my waist, whip tinted like I buy a [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My bitch said I [?] told her "point the cam"
Life gave me all these lessons, this a dot exam (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga I done had to deal with facts with a sleight of hand (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Momma told me "better watch for snakes when you in the grass"

Every day, right? I'm keeping it real, and I'm gonna do whatever it takes for me to eat
Okay, but I don't know what keeping it real with the streets means?
Keeping it real with the streets is surviving