Beat Drop

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