[Intro] Yeah… From the coastline where the palm trees sway… 805… Tribal Souls… Turn the music up and let the ocean talk… ⸻ Verse 1 Cruising down the coast with the windows halfway down, Salt in the air while we leave the noise of the town. Sun dropping low, painting gold on the waves, Chasing better moments, making memories we save. Old roads, new dreams, still searching for peace, Finding little blessings in the moments we keep. Every mile marker got a story to tell, Every scar reminds us that we made it through hell. ⸻ Hook Take me on a coastal ghost ride, Where the ocean meets the moonlight. Let the rhythm wash away the pain, Like a summer storm bringing back the rain. Hands up high, let the whole world know, We got love everywhere that we go. From the shoreline to the city lights, Tribal Souls keep the fire alive. ⸻ Verse 2 (Rap) 808 knocking with the reggae guitar, Dreaming bigger even when we came from afar. Never needed gold just to feel like kings, Found our riches in the simple things. Life moves fast but the memories stay, Like footprints in the sand that don’t fade away. Friends become family when the music plays, Creating our own sunshine through the darkest days. I keep my roots planted deep in the ground, With the sound of the ocean always calling me now. A little bit of struggle, a little bit of pain, Turned into fuel when we stepped through the flame. ⸻ Hook Take me on a coastal ghost ride, Where the ocean meets the moonlight. Let the rhythm wash away the pain, Like a summer storm bringing back the rain. Hands up high, let the whole world know, We got love everywhere that we go. From the shoreline to the city lights, Tribal Souls keep the fire alive. ⸻ Verse 3 Moon shining bright over waves crashing down, Music in the air all around the town. No need to worry about what comes next, Tonight we breathe and forget the stress. The ocean teaches patience with every tide, Sometimes you lose but you still survive. Every storm passes, every cloud moves on, And every new morning brings another song. ⸻ Verse 4 (Rap) Got a backpack full of dreams and a notebook full of lines, Building something timeless one day at a time. No fake smiles, no pretending for fame, Just real-life stories attached to our name. Coastline warriors with a melody weapon, Every verse another life lesson. From the block to the beach, from the streets to the shore, We keep pushing forward wanting something more. ⸻ Verse 5 Feel the bass shake underneath our feet, Reggae heartbeat with a hip-hop beat. Everybody welcome when the fire burns bright, Different roads but we share the same night. ⸻ Verse 6 When the final wave reaches the sand, I’ll still remember every face and every hand. Because the journey was never about the gold, It was about the stories and the love we hold. So let the speakers play until the morning sun, Another chapter finished, another one begun. From the coast forever where our spirits roam, Tribal Souls always finding our way home. ⸻ [Final Hook] Take me on a coastal ghost ride, Where the ocean meets the moonlight. Let the rhythm wash away the pain, Like a summer storm bringing back the rain. Tribal Souls… One coast… One love… One sound.
