conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Key To The Streets (Remix) with the following description: While the original song featured Migos and Trouble, YFN Lucci gets none other than Lil Wayne and 2 Chainz for the remix.
  Lucci was one of only two features on 2 Chainz’s Daniel Son; Necklace Don, which explains why he was selected.
  With the recent talks of Lil Wayne retiring, Lucci spoke to HNHH and said that he’s always appreciated Wayne’s music by saying:
  “I’m a young cat coming into the game. I always been a fan of Weezy F. Baby. I was just thankful that he blessed me with a verse.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: 2 Chainz]
  Yeah, 2 Chainz, whoa
  Think It's A Game
  [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
  I got the keys to the Wraith
  Inside look like outer space, ugh, ugh
  I had a meal with no plate
  I take myself out on dates, ugh, ugh
  I got the key to the mansion
  Ho call my phone, I don't answer
  I fuck a bitch on a Banshee
  My chandelier'll start dancing, ugh, ugh
  I got the key to the Maybach
  I got the key to the Phantom, ugh, ugh
  I got a .38 special
  It got black tape 'round the handle, ugh, ugh
  I got a lock on my shoe
  That's a Buscemi pattern, yeah
  Rest in peace, Johnny
  Man, he had more keys than Khaled, yeah, whuh
  All of my flows is violent
  All of my hoes is solid
  All of my hoes is naughty
  When they expose their body
  They got a pole beside it
  Don't need no clothes beside it
  All of my hoes excited
  If you got gas, then light it
  Got you a case? Then fight it
  Empty the safe deposit, ugh, ugh! [Hook: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal (
  Yeah, ayy
  )
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  Oh-ho-ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills (Ayy)
  Yeah, we was taught to get it how we live (Oh), yeah
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  We the niggas they wanna be
  Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets (Yeah)
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah (Oh)
  [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
  We got key, we got key, we got key, nigga (Oh-ho-ho)
  Put some extra on it, make your partner bleed with him, hey
  When it's extra on it, it ain't guaranteed, nigga (Oh-ho, oh, oh)
  I put some extra on it, can't believe I sold it
  I'm a gangsta and your bitch, she love that (She love that)
  Lookin' at my ankle, I'm like, "Where the love at?" Yeah, hey
  I've been juugin' since a fuckin' rugrat, you probably was a rat
  Snitch, I've been closin' deals way before the rap
  Bakin' soda wrapped, huh (Oh), tryna get a big amount, huh
  Niggas lying, talkin' bout key, can't even get around, hey
  Niggas lying, talkin' bout key, keychain don't make a sound
  I need my crown, nigga, I'm talkin' Nino Brown, nigga, yeah [Hook: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal (
  Yeah, hey
  )
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  Oh-ho-ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills (Ayy)
  Yeah, we was taught to get it how we live (Oh), yeah
  I got your ho on a leash (
  Oh
  )
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  We the niggas they wanna be
  'Cause we got the key to the streets (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
  [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
  I told my bitch I'd get her a Birkin bag
  I had no idea that shit was thirty bands
  Fuck the record deal, I got sex appeal
  Lit like an electric eel, fat rims, anorexic wheels
  I got the key to the streets on my keychain
  Like "Jang-a-lang, jang-a-lang"
  Niggas naming names, doing anything for a famous name
  And these hoes the same
  We were supposed to change since Dr. King
  "We shall overcome"—we never overcame
  I take over the game, and if you think it's a game (
  Think It's A Game
  )
  Then it's all about the final score of the game
  I put my woe in the game
  I put my ho on the 'caine, now we fuck more
  Gave my daughter the game, niggas all the same
  And I done broke every heart but yours
  I just pulled off from the gun store in the Azure
  With something that'll make you tuck yours
  I got the keys to the streets
  But I don't need nothing but my feet for your front door, lil' daddy
  'Cause I'm Illmatic, I'm still at it
  Now she lookin' at it
  Now she lookin' at me, fly her to Miami
  Now the bitch tanning, now she looking khaki
  I'm looking for it, purple Acti'
  I'ma sip it like a virgin daiquiri
  In Cuba with my nigga, Dirty Harry
  Walk a fine line with sturdy banisters
  Got birdies landin', got murderers handy
  I'ma take a power nap
  'Cause I done got so comfy in the trap, I forgot I rap
  Plus I'm on so much shit, my insides feel like a lava lamp
  Aim right at your collar-flap
  You better tighten your bottle cap, little nigga [Hook: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal (
  Yeah
  )
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  Oh-ho-ho-whoa
   (
  Oh
  ), I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
  Yeah, we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese
  We the niggas they wanna be
  'Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah (Oh)