Blueprint

Hey, I got the blueprint

Type it up and sound me off

Playing stand-off with the homies

Where's my Molotov cocktail, pop pills, doing drugs, that's real

Judge me all you want, I don't give a fuck that's real

Certain situations push you over the edge

And get up over your head, and then the next day she's dead

And then you're led down a path, if you ain't first then your last

That's the ricky bobby motto

Rocket power where's that otto

Bout to bust a laserflip down the 8 set

Know your enemies like your friends, yeah it's like that