Beat Drop - Coco Mamba

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I can feel the sun rays

Burn into my word play

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I just wanna go away

Write bout my cold days

You don’t go to call me

I’ll be at the park bae

Walking home the long way

I been out here all day

Sweatin fron the June heat

Jamming to a new beat

Stomping on my two feet

Lonely on a cool street

Boy I’m feelin' great

But it’s gettin' hella late

Got some bullshit on my plate

Woodtip wine up to my face

I just keep on going straight

All that shit back home can’t wait

Know my homies can’t relate

So I step out to create

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I can feel the sun rays

Burn into my word play

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I just wanna go away

Write bout my cold days

Where did all the time go?

I don’t even mind tho

Watching as my lines grow

Writing bout my life woes

Know I’m meant transcend

Never have to depend

Realize when the night ends

I’m my only best friend

Boy I’m feelin' great

But it’s gettin' hella late

Got some bullshit on my plate

Woodtip wine up to my face

I just keep on going straight

All that shit back home can’t wait

Know my homies can’t relate

So I step out to create

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I can feel the sun rays

Burn into my word play

When I hear the beat drop

High up in the tree tops

I just wanna go away

Write bout my cold days