(Hitmaka)
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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, yeah
You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrespect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that the steel 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 it
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
Number thirteen sayin' "I'ma run this shit," uh
Started with a dream and a trap van
Lookin' what f*ck gotta brung this shit
Twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherf*cker ever done this shit (yeah)
Goddamn
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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
F*ck nigga, how could you hate?
These niggas be talkin', they watches is fake, look
Rocket, I got on my waist
It's real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah
I get a bag every week, by the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh
Watch what you say to me, last nigga got outta pocket got rocked in the face
Yeah, I got my bands all in order
Five hundred P's, I can handle the order, uh
I worked apparently smarter, this piece I got on sixty carats in water
I put some ice on my bitch and that Rollie was like thirty bands that I bought her
Jammed up my bro, got my man on recorder
While he in the feds, I take care of his daughter
Machine
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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)
Ooh, shouldn't do it like this
Bankhead, put it on the hood like this, uh
Dropped outta school in '96
Then hopped off in the game and matured like this, uh
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit
And if I done listened to him that he wouldn't be TIP
You crossed that line, why wouldn't we trip?
Hollywood U-turn, nigga, when will you learn?
Payin' all the prices, ain't no nigga like this
Standin' in the fire, middle finger to the crisis
Believe the scales is offset, lil' nigga
You better get me, that a long bet, lil' nigga
From shootouts on Westside to convos with insiders
Confront the one who make leaders and misguide us
Bitchslap the piss out 'em, won't take more shit out 'em
Hear me when I say, f*ck about your feelings, goddamn
1/2 Ticket Video (MV)
Performed By: T.I.
From Album: The L.I.B.R.A.
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Clifford Joseph Harris, Jaucquez Marquis Lowe, Demond Price
Year: 2020
T.I. - 1/2 Ticket Lyrics
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English
(Hitmaka)
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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, yeah
You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrespect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that the steel 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 it
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
Number thirteen sayin' "I'ma run this shit," uh
Started with a dream and a trap van
Lookin' what f*ck gotta brung this shit
Twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherf*cker ever done this shit (yeah)
Goddamn
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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
F*ck nigga, how could you hate?
These niggas be talkin', they watches is fake, look
Rocket, I got on my waist
It's real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah
I get a bag every week, by the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh
Watch what you say to me, last nigga got outta pocket got rocked in the face
Yeah, I got my bands all in order
Five hundred P's, I can handle the order, uh
I worked apparently smarter, this piece I got on sixty carats in water
I put some ice on my bitch and that Rollie was like thirty bands that I bought her
Jammed up my bro, got my man on recorder
While he in the feds, I take care of his daughter
Machine
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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)
Ooh, shouldn't do it like this
Bankhead, put it on the hood like this, uh
Dropped outta school in '96
Then hopped off in the game and matured like this, uh
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit
And if I done listened to him that he wouldn't be TIP
You crossed that line, why wouldn't we trip?
Hollywood U-turn, nigga, when will you learn?
Payin' all the prices, ain't no nigga like this
Standin' in the fire, middle finger to the crisis
Believe the scales is offset, lil' nigga
You better get me, that a long bet, lil' nigga
From shootouts on Westside to convos with insiders
Confront the one who make leaders and misguide us
Bitchslap the piss out 'em, won't take more shit out 'em
Hear me when I say, f*ck about your feelings, goddamn
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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, yeah
You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrespect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that the steel 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 it
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
Number thirteen sayin' "I'ma run this shit," uh
Started with a dream and a trap van
Lookin' what f*ck gotta brung this shit
Twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherf*cker ever done this shit (yeah)
Goddamn
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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
F*ck nigga, how could you hate?
These niggas be talkin', they watches is fake, look
Rocket, I got on my waist
It's real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah
I get a bag every week, by the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh
Watch what you say to me, last nigga got outta pocket got rocked in the face
Yeah, I got my bands all in order
Five hundred P's, I can handle the order, uh
I worked apparently smarter, this piece I got on sixty carats in water
I put some ice on my bitch and that Rollie was like thirty bands that I bought her
Jammed up my bro, got my man on recorder
While he in the feds, I take care of his daughter
Machine
Tryna f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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 f*ck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
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)
Ooh, shouldn't do it like this
Bankhead, put it on the hood like this, uh
Dropped outta school in '96
Then hopped off in the game and matured like this, uh
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit
And if I done listened to him that he wouldn't be TIP
You crossed that line, why wouldn't we trip?
Hollywood U-turn, nigga, when will you learn?
Payin' all the prices, ain't no nigga like this
Standin' in the fire, middle finger to the crisis
Believe the scales is offset, lil' nigga
You better get me, that a long bet, lil' nigga
From shootouts on Westside to convos with insiders
Confront the one who make leaders and misguide us
Bitchslap the piss out 'em, won't take more shit out 'em
Hear me when I say, f*ck about your feelings, goddamn
Writer: Clifford Joseph Harris, Jaucquez Marquis Lowe, Demond Price
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
