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Atmosphere (feat. Henry Draw & BFlame) Video (MV)




Performed By: Saca
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: Joey Casey




Saca - Atmosphere (feat. Henry Draw & BFlame) Lyrics




Saca, Henry Draw, BFlame
Let's get it

Pop up on this shit, inevitable like
You never thought that I'd do this shit in real life
Float up, no running, that's my vibe
Sky City with Saca and my tribe
This heat make you ran, quick, dash
Try too hard, the Heatran blast
No typo, no thirst hoe, that's my type
Push packs like my name Slowthai
I'm feeling too psycho in this
I stole that assist, yeah that bitch got that cuisse, and I make her my miss
You I dismiss, yeah I feel bliss, and I got diamonds that's hurting my wrist
You're in high risk
The two cannons come out, don't need no assist, seven hundred thirty-three
I'm floating like a bee, there's no need to save me
The music Scorsese, we're drawing too near, I'm headin' up

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like I'm
Appeal like I'm
Makin' it big, went through shit and I'm makin' it big
Yo girl with me, she takin' a pick
I ain't really want her, but they makin' her pick
Call it interception how they makin' her pick
Whoever I leave with takin' a pic
I ain't beggin' for shit, cos' I already know that I'm makin' it big
You haters are shit, you really wanna stop me, you hatin' again
I'm faded, only real smoke no fake shit
I smoke weed no vapin', I'm callin' you out, you evadin'
Face it, only real ones no basics
You know they always racin', cos' they think I'm impatient
They anxious, cos' I'm comin' to lace it
And you know they gon' hate this, but I ain't gotta fake it

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like we're flying, I feel like we're trying
To survive the ego death from 6 hits that make us feel like we're dying
I feel like we're riding, I feel like we're gliding
Throughout the day on ice skates while hallucinating
Alright it's me BFlame, burning up the track
Rolling up some good shit for when I get back
Healing from a sack of cracks that lack a real snap
The fact that I had to do that at all is just sad
I react bad, do bad shit, drop a bar on me and I'll crush it
I'm the next one up but there's still a line in front of me, let's run through it
Smoke leads to fire, check my lungs brother, I blow from them
I say throw them the boomerang, Saca, quick, I'm starting to start flying

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like I'm
Feel like I'm, I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
Woah, woah
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm, I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm high up in the atmosphere
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English

Saca, Henry Draw, BFlame
Let's get it

Pop up on this shit, inevitable like
You never thought that I'd do this shit in real life
Float up, no running, that's my vibe
Sky City with Saca and my tribe
This heat make you ran, quick, dash
Try too hard, the Heatran blast
No typo, no thirst hoe, that's my type
Push packs like my name Slowthai
I'm feeling too psycho in this
I stole that assist, yeah that bitch got that cuisse, and I make her my miss
You I dismiss, yeah I feel bliss, and I got diamonds that's hurting my wrist
You're in high risk
The two cannons come out, don't need no assist, seven hundred thirty-three
I'm floating like a bee, there's no need to save me
The music Scorsese, we're drawing too near, I'm headin' up

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like I'm
Appeal like I'm
Makin' it big, went through shit and I'm makin' it big
Yo girl with me, she takin' a pick
I ain't really want her, but they makin' her pick
Call it interception how they makin' her pick
Whoever I leave with takin' a pic
I ain't beggin' for shit, cos' I already know that I'm makin' it big
You haters are shit, you really wanna stop me, you hatin' again
I'm faded, only real smoke no fake shit
I smoke weed no vapin', I'm callin' you out, you evadin'
Face it, only real ones no basics
You know they always racin', cos' they think I'm impatient
They anxious, cos' I'm comin' to lace it
And you know they gon' hate this, but I ain't gotta fake it

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like we're flying, I feel like we're trying
To survive the ego death from 6 hits that make us feel like we're dying
I feel like we're riding, I feel like we're gliding
Throughout the day on ice skates while hallucinating
Alright it's me BFlame, burning up the track
Rolling up some good shit for when I get back
Healing from a sack of cracks that lack a real snap
The fact that I had to do that at all is just sad
I react bad, do bad shit, drop a bar on me and I'll crush it
I'm the next one up but there's still a line in front of me, let's run through it
Smoke leads to fire, check my lungs brother, I blow from them
I say throw them the boomerang, Saca, quick, I'm starting to start flying

I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere

I feel like I'm
Feel like I'm, I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
Woah, woah
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm
High up in the atmosphere
I feel like I'm, I feel like I'm
I feel like I'm high up in the atmosphere
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Writer: Joey Casey
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