Atlas Weeping - Satellite (feat. Mellowgod)

And I ran
High up like a satellite my pockets on Roxanne
Took my time to get it right, my flows tight like like I cram
Got paper planes no land
She ride that dick no hands
She ask me what my plans
Girl I can’t be your mans
That thot life is a specialty
I might take one your friends
These hoes just want my energy
I know I’m high demand
And that’s cause I’m the man
And that’s cause I’m the man
I’m so important
Save the day bring the wave
Run the game till I’m paid
I’m staying dormant
In the basement all day
We ain’t come here to play
I run this orbit
When I think I create
Keep the faith till the gates
Pull out the porcelain
‘Cause Imma slay who’s in my way
And put all these rappers on my plate
Stay on the block with a fifth in my white tee
In my city I feel like the mayor
Lil shorty look me in the eyes now she like me
Imma pass her to bro, never date her
Hit it once and then I turn to a stranger
Mellowgod and I, we finna go major
Floating in and out whenever I meditate
Rapping to show y’all the path to what’s greater
Atlas
And I ran
High up like a satellite my pockets on Roxanne
Took my time to get it right, my flows tight like like I cram
Got paper planes no land
She ride that dick no hands
She ask me what my plans
Girl I can’t be your mans
That thot life is a specialty
I might take one your friends
These hoes just want my energy
I know I’m high demand
And that’s cause I’m the man
And that’s cause I’m the man
Why these all women pull to my crib lately
Dick ‘em down till their vision distorted, hazy
Why are you acting like you won’t forgive me baby
On my jock like some cops out for rocks, crazy
I pull up bumping metal face in my whip
I pull up like I got it I must admit
A 6’2 Annunaki, a walking myth
See my presence in everything see when I spit
Move a mountain, my mind make the ocean split
My new shorty Sabrina the fucking fucking witch
My new shorty Sabrina the fucking fucking witch
Burning bushes and bridges cause niggas switch
Almighty, kinda uptight
Light being, regal moving through my plight
Write feelings, people gonna see my shine
No ceilings,
Eagle, see me in the skies
Hey
And I went
High up like a satellite my pockets on Roxanne
Took my time to get it right
My flows right like I cram
Got paper planes, no land
She ride that dick, no hands
She ask me what my plans
Girl I can’t be your mans
That thot life is a speciality
I might take one of your friends
These bitches wasn’t my energy
I know I’m high demand
And that’s ‘cause I’m the man
And that’s ‘cause I’m the man

Written by:
Jason Deraville, Richie Bazelais

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