Tr!Be On The Move

Yo, what you doing? (Yeah)
You lost or something? (Bodega, bodega, bodega)
The last thing that you're 'bout to hear
Is some horses pulling up to the bodega
God always

Would the Lord forgive me if I killed the beat?
Would it be a sin if I had did it for the trinity?
Jesus said that we should have affection for our enemies (he did)
Then He flipped the tables, think I'm picking up the recipe (I did it)
I just dropped hot coals on a hater head
Kindness cannot be spineless
Tryna shine a light in Nashville, where you find us
Planted in the middle of the city like The Ryman

Prayer life looking like Job, where leviathan
Multiplied fish, didn't need Poseidon
I don't pop a pill, I need a verse, not a Vicodin
Feeling like Daniel Cormier, in a lion's den
Had to dog out Simba
Cut the backwoods like they called out timber
Had a hater tell me that The Tribe not the best
Man, that's feeling like a stretch and you not that limber
Everything I love that's a reach

Idiot
Tribe saves lives but kill rappers, y'all some hypocrites
That's my bad, when I'm with the gang, I get belligerent
I'd rather claim them all up on my taxes, let's get into it
Hmm, sometimes I be wylin'
Demons wanna decapitate the kid, why he smiling?
I don't fight clean, this could really get violent
Dropped a Lowblow and found out they had the hymen

My my, baby why lie? I'm a wise guy
My tribe gon' be in sync 'til we bye bye
Sky-high, now they want a slice, made of pie, right?
Sliding right into my line of sight is like taking cyanide (ah, what)
Who got jokes for God's Son?
Go see about Elisha and the kids and drop one
Y'all really killed Christ, so I know I'ma hang too
But if I die early, Tribe platinum, we can't lose

Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth

If I gotta go and get it, I hit it hard like a meteor
We all benefit if I make a scene
Ain't what it seems, 23 and me
And put that work in with a weed eater
Before I made a check off of them streams and monthly listeners
Nine five beats might just break your neck
If you came in with The Tribe, you better have come correct
No apologies if you mad that my faith ain't weak
I'm screaming justice for Aisha 'cause I read the Hadith
And the Quran too

Chew these rappers up like Ramadan
If we still talking 'bout traditions, I ain't put no honor on
The very fact that you're upset that I just dissed Islam
Serves to demonstrate a point of view the other shoe is on, like
Ooh, look at what they do
Dropped another album, then they added to the crew
Got me cooking up with Torey down in East St. Lou
Keep that head on swivel, know that tribe is on the move

Out the way when we come in
Got a Pops turning a lot of nothin' into something
Crawling so they could walk, we real life buggin'
(Hip-hop in the place right now)
The place is suckin'
I can still feel the agony
War on drugs in my family, I'm a casualty (why?)
Used to make them jump off the porch, stay on balconies
Hip-hop, I'm on your side
I ain't the foe, I'm faculty (do you hear me?)

Ray Charles, I know you see it, but is you feeling it?
Black and traumatized, they thought I needed Ritalin
Snakes wandering 'round, God I need deliverance
No Harry Potter, but I'm not a fan of slithering
TikTok, wow, I mean Hip Hop raised me
I was at my lowest 'til the Superman saved me
Money trees don't provide that much shading
Tribe ain't the word of God, but we ain't fading