1/2 Ticket T.I. (Ft. Conway the Machine & London Jae)

[Intro]
Hitmaka
June, you're a genius

[Chorus: London Jae & T.I.]
Yeah, tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah)
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (King, bitch, yeah)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrepect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that I still enjoy
Okay, shoutout to my nigga, kept it real in the war
Been through so much shit that you don't feel anymore
Numb to it, thumb through it, trouble, I'ma run to it
Shootouts every week, that shit was just fun to us
In my childhood, knew I was an entrepreneur
Took a hundred dollar bill, turned one into four
I learned wanna win big, gotta take big risks
'Member thirteen sayin', "I'ma run this shit"
Uh, started with a dream and a trap van
Look at what I fucked, God, I brung this shit
Uh, twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherfucker that ever done this shit
Goddamn