RICH ​indie tribe (Ft. Jon Keith & ​nobigdyl.)

[Intro]
'95

[Verse 1: Jon Keith]
Hop out the coupe like "There he go again"
​tribe on the move, but I stay in God's hand, uh
I'ma tell the truth, I don't ever have plans
I just wing it like Goose, man, it's why I never land, uh
Okay, pop up in your city, tell your friends, uh
Girl, you ain't my wife, you gon' pay to get in, uh
I just got adopted, now my bro the Son of Man, uh
God did a lot, I'm just doin' what I- want?
Ay, Pops said He proud of me
What else? Forever young, I'm a prodigy
Ayy (What?), Don Jon, yeah, I gotta be
Cuttin' heads off of snakes like The Odyssey
Y'all just lyin', I'm Daniel, yo
I said bye to all that bull
Please don't try, I'm a handful
Who's that tribe? Don't gеt trampled

[Chorus: nobigdyl. & Jon Keith, nobigdyl.]
Yeah, ayy, kid, look what Yahweh did
Talk to mе like I'm rich, like I'm rich
I ain't gotta ice my wrist
Livin' water, that's my drip, homie, please don't slip
Told devil we ain't friends
Stop tryna talk to the kid, talk to the kid
Switch up, that don't make sense (Okay, alright)
Well, maybe that's 'cause I'm rich, baby, I'm