Strike The Match

[Verse 1]

I'm loaded like a shotgun

Got one under my coat

It’s late night no stage fright

I'm going for broke

While I'm hittin’ my smoke

I'm contemplatin' how to hit em hard

Hit em fast

Get away it's all she wrote

It's a heartbreaking habit

When you gotta have it

You grab it

Stare at an album

So good at it

Certified

Good magic

Look at it

In your face

Money's gone

So am I so long

But now my hustle's changed

No more stickin' you up

I’ve got some weed I know that for sure it can lift you up

Just spark it up

I gotta dime or a twenty sack

All sales are final

Don’t ask for your money back

Don't even look at the money sack

It’s funny that

It still wasn't enough

I like still searchin' for honey flack

No I'm servin’ the boulders

Looking over my shoulders

Every step that I take

A rock might knock me over

[Hook]

Strike the match

That sparks the flame

Start the fire that burns down the system

Hit em hard hit em fast

Keep the gas on em

We're gonna char

Get the dogs go gas on em

[Verse 2]

Lone range

A brace to be a gangster

Grew up

Rock stages

A long way from

But i got gauges

Comin' out pullin guns out on strangers

Bunch a wild niggas

Nobody can tame us

Sixteen in the clip

One in the chamber

Drive by homicide

Shit I gotta roll a dime

Ever day I ran away

My life one helluva time

I like to see heads get busted

A problem

That's how i solve em

No discussion

Go for my mind

Task force rush em

Until that day

All i gotta say is fuck em

[Hook]

Strike the match

That sparks the flame

Start the fire that burns down the system

Hit em hard hit em fast

Keep the gas on em

We're gonna char

Get the dogs go gas on em

[Verse 3]

Post it on the top son

Claw some

Makin' my way

Through the jungle

Living with the life

Call something

Evolving with each hustle

The street sweep

To a heatseeker

With ambitions to be a ring leader

When you're in the top spot

You better be top notch

If not watch the haters take pot shots

It's non-stop shit talkin'

Beat off the conflict

Ready to harm him

Disarm him

Send his ass away in a coffin

My game is silent you don't see it that often

But every passing day I see the time slipping away

Ticket on a train 'til an early grave

Reap what you sough

Never had a handout

Had my hustle's planned out

Worked to get the brand out

You wish my luck would run out

[Hook]

Strike the match

That sparks the flame

Start the fire that burns down the system

Hit em hard hit em fast

Keep the gas on em

We're gonna char

Get the dogs go gas on em