Oh My God L O L! Play that funky bagpipe, kilt man Well. Hello. There. Welcome to Music N Chill! [Turntablism,] They call me. T R I P P Yeah, that me. I'm some guy. Flying high. ha, ha, ha, Little Bud humor. Yeah. I smoke. I choke. Chough, Chough, Chough, WOW! What a hit. This *shit*. Is Lit. You, Wana, Hit. No. Okay. Well. We. Welcome. Everyone, Everyone, Here. we hope you enjoy you time N Vibes, The. Ride. Need. Anything. Drop a Link poof in a blink track gets played for days! I am just Tripp, Tripp, Trippy, Anyway. Have. Fun. [Turntablism, Scratching,] Testing the new version 5 I repeat testing the new version 5 Suno, Suno, Suno. OHHHHH Let's GO! Let's go, This Is burning my credits, (Oh, Yes,) You're burning my credits, This is good Real Good, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Boy, (This is good) You're burning my credits, Oh well it is what it is. Big Dreams I Have As i set here wait in Waiting For insight, Just want to take flight, Dreams not stamped, Need approval in this game, I’m still ramped. With the crew. No need for fame. Thats not what we do. Just havin fun. (Is the key for you and me) [break] We ain't come undone. Streetlights flickerrrrrr, Brtttttttt! My vision stays clear, Keep the hope alive, This *Sht’s*, *Beep*, *Beep*, *Beep*, Dope. I have none NO FEAR! (no fear), (no fear), I’m in the zone. Heart cold but the fire’s lit. It's Me Tripp, Tripp, Trippy, Got my mind on the grit. Take a ride with me, let’s escape these walls, Rolling through the city, hear the sirens call, Life's a rollercoaster, but I’m holding tight, In New Mexico we Gona make it right Night’s young, I’m out here, shadow in the mist, Dreams in my pocket, I can’t let emm, emmmm, emmmmmm, be missed, From the block to the booth, Spitting truth on the track. With my fans by my side. There isn't no look in back. Each bar hits hard. (Like the life that we live). Ain't no handouts here. Man. You got ta, give. We grind for respect. No flashy gold chains. It's Just a hunger game It runs through our veins. Take a ride with me, let’s escape these walls, Rolling through the city, hear the sirens call, Life's a rollercoaster, but I’m holding tight, In New Mexico we go, na, make it right. Keep that hope. Rise above the strife. This journey’s ours. Man. (We liv in, that life. Aggressive vibes. (yeah,) We mov in with intent. From the streets to the stage. Every moment’s heaven sent.
