CLEAR
Aight, so "unity" is a five-letter word
U-N-I-T-Y
You know another five-letter word
That means the same thing? (Ayy, tribe)
Yeah, okay (Tribe, let's go)
One-two-three plus me, monkeys in a barrel (Ayy, barrel)
Don't send no more tea, [?] both apparel (Ayy)
Stomp like fo-fi-fee from the road of narrow (Ayy)
Tribe looks so OP, son, you wouldn't dare (No)
Yeah, like the Rat Pack vibe when we does that (When we does that)
And it's tap, tap, swipe 'cause the buzz back (With the buzz)
And I'm flyin' out my wife, that's a must have
Baby said that I'm her only type
You know we gon' show out Holy Smoke every single time (Okay, okay)
And if somebody try my brother
I think I might start a riot (Okay, okay, okay)
The Messiah gave me piece of mind so I
Don't switch to violence (Okay, brr, brr)
At the highest, think I might be biased (Brr), you ain't gotta buy it
I decided if we buildin' something, we do it like the Mayans
And the Giants playing I Spyin', now they want to try it
And I know Vllg stay up 'bout it, Tribe is multiplying (Vllg)
They be lyin' and we high-fivin' games on the rise
What's up? (Ayy)
I climb and I climb
But I ain't lookin' down
My team back on the ground
I know they'll catch me when I fall
I stumble sometimes
I've taken my L's
But I ain't by myself (Dyllie)
I know that the whole clique carry the ball (Yeah, okay)
Me and all my tribe, we kick it like La Liga, I'm the keeper
I just left the chapel with my mamacita, real believer
Like I'm Bieber, yeah, I'm chiefin', just not chiefin' like Khalifa
I just need my R-E-S-P-E-C-T like I'm Aretha (Okay, right)
Speakin' of the oldies, my verse is more like doo-wop (Yeah)
They hustle, gang, and G.D.O.D (Yeah)
I'm spreadin' love, I'm headin' for Heaven
I'm like if 2Pac heard the voice of the true God
Or maybe like if Lupe got sick of the Q'uran
We sicker than Wuhan, blood thicker than water (Yeah)
But blood from livin' water made covenant with the Father
And in the event that daughters and sons of Elohim
Let the Spirit intervene, I know that we could get farther
Hard of hearin', Father Godly got the serum (Okay)
Heart of stone, turned to Yahweh fearin'
With the bros, we done caught the Spirit
Pathway home all inside the lyrics
I climb and I climb
But I ain't lookin' down
My team back on the ground
I know they'll catch me when I fall
I stumble sometimes
I've taken my L's
But I ain't by myself
I know that the whole clique carry the ball
I know that the whole clique carry the ball
U-N-I-T-Y
You know another five-letter word
That means the same thing? (Ayy, tribe)
Yeah, okay (Tribe, let's go)
One-two-three plus me, monkeys in a barrel (Ayy, barrel)
Don't send no more tea, [?] both apparel (Ayy)
Stomp like fo-fi-fee from the road of narrow (Ayy)
Tribe looks so OP, son, you wouldn't dare (No)
Yeah, like the Rat Pack vibe when we does that (When we does that)
And it's tap, tap, swipe 'cause the buzz back (With the buzz)
And I'm flyin' out my wife, that's a must have
Baby said that I'm her only type
You know we gon' show out Holy Smoke every single time (Okay, okay)
And if somebody try my brother
I think I might start a riot (Okay, okay, okay)
The Messiah gave me piece of mind so I
Don't switch to violence (Okay, brr, brr)
At the highest, think I might be biased (Brr), you ain't gotta buy it
I decided if we buildin' something, we do it like the Mayans
And the Giants playing I Spyin', now they want to try it
And I know Vllg stay up 'bout it, Tribe is multiplying (Vllg)
They be lyin' and we high-fivin' games on the rise
What's up? (Ayy)
I climb and I climb
But I ain't lookin' down
My team back on the ground
I know they'll catch me when I fall
I stumble sometimes
I've taken my L's
But I ain't by myself (Dyllie)
I know that the whole clique carry the ball (Yeah, okay)
Me and all my tribe, we kick it like La Liga, I'm the keeper
I just left the chapel with my mamacita, real believer
Like I'm Bieber, yeah, I'm chiefin', just not chiefin' like Khalifa
I just need my R-E-S-P-E-C-T like I'm Aretha (Okay, right)
Speakin' of the oldies, my verse is more like doo-wop (Yeah)
They hustle, gang, and G.D.O.D (Yeah)
I'm spreadin' love, I'm headin' for Heaven
I'm like if 2Pac heard the voice of the true God
Or maybe like if Lupe got sick of the Q'uran
We sicker than Wuhan, blood thicker than water (Yeah)
But blood from livin' water made covenant with the Father
And in the event that daughters and sons of Elohim
Let the Spirit intervene, I know that we could get farther
Hard of hearin', Father Godly got the serum (Okay)
Heart of stone, turned to Yahweh fearin'
With the bros, we done caught the Spirit
Pathway home all inside the lyrics
I climb and I climb
But I ain't lookin' down
My team back on the ground
I know they'll catch me when I fall
I stumble sometimes
I've taken my L's
But I ain't by myself
I know that the whole clique carry the ball
I know that the whole clique carry the ball
Credits
Writer(s): Phillips Dylan Alexander, Elijah Valentine Lambright, Jonathan Keith Randle, Mykael Tyker Velez, Jacob Dane Horenburg
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