[Intro] Yeah… From the coast where the palm trees sway, 805 on the map, we ride this wave. Tribal Souls… Turn it up. [Verse 1] Sun coming up on the California coastline, Salt in the air, got the whole crew feeling fine, Cruising with the windows down, bass in the back, Got a little bit of reggae with a West Coast track. No need to rush, let the moment breathe, Ocean on my right and the mountains on my left sleeve, 805 where the good vibes grow, From Goleta down to Lompoc, everybody knows. We came from the days when the road felt long, Turned every hard time into another song, Now we celebrate life with the people we love, Feet in the sand while the sun shines above. [Hook] We got that coastal soul, Let the good times roll, California sunshine shining on our road. From the 805 to wherever we go, Tribal Souls bringing that coastal soul. [Verse 2] Kick drum knocking while the guitar rings, Palm trees dancing like they got their own wings, Backyard barbecue, everybody outside, Good friends posted up on a warm summer night. Ain’t about the money, ain’t about the fame, It’s the people beside you when you’re walking through the rain, Keep your heart strong, keep your head held high, There’s another tomorrow every time the sun climbs. West Coast rhythm running deep in the blood, Reggae in the speakers, feel the bassline thump, If you’ve ever had nothing but still found a way, Put your hands in the air and celebrate today. [Hook] We got that coastal soul, Let the good times roll, California sunshine shining on our road. From the 805 to wherever we go, Tribal Souls bringing that coastal soul. [Bridge – Melodic] Whoa-oh… let the ocean carry you, Whoa-oh… there’s nothing we can’t do, Leave yesterday behind, Let tomorrow take its time, Tonight we’re alive… And that’s enough. [Verse 3 – West Coast Rap] I got the coastline calling, hear it through the speakers, 805 raised, putting sunshine in the features, Low ride rolling while the beat stays knocking, Whole crew smiling, ain’t nobody clock-watching. Life threw punches but we learned how to swing, Turned pain into rhythm, now we’re making it sing, Every scar got a story, every mile got a name, Every loss taught a lesson, every win brought change. So here’s to the dreamers, the ones still grinding, The ones chasing peace while the whole world’s fighting, Keep your soul free, let your spirit unfold, California living with a Tribal Souls soul. [Final Hook] We got that coastal soul, Let the good times roll, California sunshine shining on our road. From the 805 to wherever we go, Tribal Souls bringing that coastal soul. [Outro] Ocean breeze… West Coast trees… 805… Tribal Souls. Let the rhythm ride.
