Kicking spirit packing vibes and then I put it in a song Friends come a dime a dozen Build a tribe is what I'm on WARMERWORLD Paradise, we living life just as we should I built my tribe and niggas feeling sick knowing they could With a dollar and a dream, it seems that I'm doing okay Sitting on my ass inside the house, nah no way I'd rather write songs like all day long Funny how it's harder every day to keep pushing along I find ways to maintain and most times I feel the same They say that I'm too smart for rap My spirit can't be contained In between these four walls Potential past the ceiling man Picture what I visualize in my mind if you can A tribe in paradise Three o'clock in the morning while I'm penning this piece The future has so much for me anticipation stopping sleep Could've sworn it was in my grasp but it ain't what it seems Blessings come in disguise, now take that lesson from me I mean we build together, shine together, and we share laughs In the moment time is nothing as we let it go past My tribe is my driving force I got my feet on the gas Making something with these rhymes that I wrote during class Tunnel vision with a pipe dream got them looking at me insane I'm tryna push this work so they can all hear my name And I swear this what dreams are made of I feel it in my soul Better do what you love cause f*ck doing what you told And they don't see the vision til you grow So don't water dead plants cause all that is getting old Rather you spend your time building your tribe cause that's the move Spitting gems in these lines over the bassline groove It goes And they don't see the vision til you grow So don't water dead plants cause all that is getting old Rather you spend your time building your tribe cause that's the move Spitting gems in these lines over the bassline groove It goes Spread love, get love That's the motto Beantown got our foot on the gas we full throttle Shoutout to all my folks who making noise in this place Better be getting yours I'm talking food on our plates Lemme hear you say Spread love, get love That's the motto Beantown got our foot on the gas we full throttle Shoutout to all my folks who making noise in this place Better be getting yours I'm talking food on our plates Make no mistake we next up but we here in the present Rocking stages with eh folk I know you feeling our presence Doing what we love, yeah that's the only way we feel alive I know I'm doing my thing because it feels so right A tribe in paradise