Yeah, guess it's back to the trap and it's back to the block
Yeah I'm back with my savages, something I want then I'm having it
They try to talk down get hit with that Glock, I been gettin these packages
There ain't no cap when I'm rapping in, seven gram wood I'm not passing
And it's got some gas in it
Bitch I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate,
Yeah man I get so passionate, shoot me that beat then I'm crashing it
Then move your new link to the back with it I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up I can't never go back wit it, bitch I evolve every time on the track wit it
I'm like aye where the bad bitches, I just been blowing these racks for no reason
But f*ck it I'm having it, I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity, no you can't let them see you living happily
They'll try to turn your ass into a casualty, play like someone else and stab you where it hurts
No new friends I ain't having, no one coming after me
And they know being fake is not in my anatomy, not in my mentality
I know who I'm bound to be, and all of these empty people been surrounding me
Miss my f*cking daughter, feeling like it's drowning me
How many people really think they clowning me
Ducking no action, bitch I keep them rounds with me
I just been focusing on getting paper but I just wanna hear my family say they proud of me
And I don't think I can get these demons out of me
Gotta kill the voices, smoking on the loudest tree
I just really wish that I could chill with Peter, we could smoke these woods up off the balcony
Yeah, guess it's back to the trap and it's back to the block
Yeah, I'm back with my savages, something I want, then I'm having it
Try to talk down get hit with that Glock
I been getting these packages, there ain't no cap when I'm rapping it
Seven gram wood I'm not passing it, and it's got some gas in it
Bitch, I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate
Yeah, man, I get so passionate, shoot me that beat, then I'm crashing it
Then Move your new link to the back with it, I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up, I can't never go back with it
Bitch, I evolve every time on the track with it, I'm like, ayy, where the bad bitches
I just been blowing these racks for no reason, but f*ck it, I'm having it
I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity
Yeah, watch when I come through the door
Maximum Capacity
Mike T. The Shotta - Maximum Capacity (Intro) Lyrics
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Yeah, guess it's back to the trap and it's back to the block
Yeah I'm back with my savages, something I want then I'm having it
They try to talk down get hit with that Glock, I been gettin these packages
There ain't no cap when I'm rapping in, seven gram wood I'm not passing
And it's got some gas in it
Bitch I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate,
Yeah man I get so passionate, shoot me that beat then I'm crashing it
Then move your new link to the back with it I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up I can't never go back wit it, bitch I evolve every time on the track wit it
I'm like aye where the bad bitches, I just been blowing these racks for no reason
But f*ck it I'm having it, I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity, no you can't let them see you living happily
They'll try to turn your ass into a casualty, play like someone else and stab you where it hurts
No new friends I ain't having, no one coming after me
And they know being fake is not in my anatomy, not in my mentality
I know who I'm bound to be, and all of these empty people been surrounding me
Miss my f*cking daughter, feeling like it's drowning me
How many people really think they clowning me
Ducking no action, bitch I keep them rounds with me
I just been focusing on getting paper but I just wanna hear my family say they proud of me
And I don't think I can get these demons out of me
Gotta kill the voices, smoking on the loudest tree
I just really wish that I could chill with Peter, we could smoke these woods up off the balcony
Yeah, guess it's back to the trap and it's back to the block
Yeah, I'm back with my savages, something I want, then I'm having it
Try to talk down get hit with that Glock
I been getting these packages, there ain't no cap when I'm rapping it
Seven gram wood I'm not passing it, and it's got some gas in it
Bitch, I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate
Yeah, man, I get so passionate, shoot me that beat, then I'm crashing it
Then Move your new link to the back with it, I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up, I can't never go back with it
Bitch, I evolve every time on the track with it, I'm like, ayy, where the bad bitches
I just been blowing these racks for no reason, but f*ck it, I'm having it
I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity
Yeah, watch when I come through the door
Maximum Capacity
Yeah I'm back with my savages, something I want then I'm having it
They try to talk down get hit with that Glock, I been gettin these packages
There ain't no cap when I'm rapping in, seven gram wood I'm not passing
And it's got some gas in it
Bitch I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate,
Yeah man I get so passionate, shoot me that beat then I'm crashing it
Then move your new link to the back with it I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up I can't never go back wit it, bitch I evolve every time on the track wit it
I'm like aye where the bad bitches, I just been blowing these racks for no reason
But f*ck it I'm having it, I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity, no you can't let them see you living happily
They'll try to turn your ass into a casualty, play like someone else and stab you where it hurts
No new friends I ain't having, no one coming after me
And they know being fake is not in my anatomy, not in my mentality
I know who I'm bound to be, and all of these empty people been surrounding me
Miss my f*cking daughter, feeling like it's drowning me
How many people really think they clowning me
Ducking no action, bitch I keep them rounds with me
I just been focusing on getting paper but I just wanna hear my family say they proud of me
And I don't think I can get these demons out of me
Gotta kill the voices, smoking on the loudest tree
I just really wish that I could chill with Peter, we could smoke these woods up off the balcony
Yeah, guess it's back to the trap and it's back to the block
Yeah, I'm back with my savages, something I want, then I'm having it
Try to talk down get hit with that Glock
I been getting these packages, there ain't no cap when I'm rapping it
Seven gram wood I'm not passing it, and it's got some gas in it
Bitch, I know you ain't f*ck with me actually, so none of them statements is accurate
Yeah, man, I get so passionate, shoot me that beat, then I'm crashing it
Then Move your new link to the back with it, I know I'm in my bag with it
Moving up, I can't never go back with it
Bitch, I evolve every time on the track with it, I'm like, ayy, where the bad bitches
I just been blowing these racks for no reason, but f*ck it, I'm having it
I'll get it back again, probably tomorrow, no cappin shit
You know the trap at Maximum Capacity
Yeah, watch when I come through the door
Maximum Capacity
Writer: James Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid