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conversations.value: Write me a song called Never Been, Pt. II with the following description: The successor to the song “Never Been” off of Wiz’s earlier critically acclaimed mixtape Kush & Orange Juice. This time around, Wiz recruits Rick Ross and his soon to be wife Amber Rose. Like the original, this song samples the videogame Chrono Trigger, this time with the song “Secret of the Forest”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
  Uhh, hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it's a lot
  Really it's not to me, now grab some of this weed and roll this pot
  I had to speed up, cause all these niggas slow
  I probably won't be up in there if I ain't got an O
  Now I got my feet up cause I'm on top and niggas hopin' that I stop
  But I'm just smokin', livin' life like in the movies that I watch
  In my jacuzzi, roll another doobie
  See what's newest on Netflix, order another movie
  See I'm smokin' the best shit
  Mo'fuckers ain't ballin', so they're seein' the exit
  I stay on my job so you can see I'm up next
  Dawg I be goin' so hard, some say I'm needin' some rest
  Got so much smoke in my lungs, it ain't s'posed to be on my chest
  And niggas talk but don't even be on them jets
  Man they don't even seein' them checks
  But you can tell by how I spit it, nigga I be gettin' dough
  Take her all the places that she never been befo'
  [Chorus: Amber Rose]
  (Don't give a fuck about the)
  Money, clothes, cars
  I've never been, this far
  And fuck that other shit them niggas talking about
  I've never been, this high [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  I'm in my Grand Natty, smokin' on that granddaddy
  It got an odor like a motor runnin', fantastic
  Never the minor things, I'm movin' on to finer things
  Yellow stone, diamond rings, Balmain designer jeans
  Chanel frames, Louis scarves, movin' like the mob
  I'm gettin' money, so maybe baby come get a job
  So fuck them other bitches, we onto other business
  And fuck them other niggas, we at them dollar figures
  Versace chains, gold rollies, it's the same game
  Racked up, shawty, Rosé bottles every day
  Sipping that purple stuff, twistin' the pretty leaf
  Pull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbelief
  On the road to the riches, 'nother crook in the castle
  Only fuck with my niggas, pray we all livin' lavish
  I pray we all livin' so lavish
  I pray we all livin' so lavish
  [Chorus: Amber Rose]
  (Don't give a fuck about the)
  Money, clothes, cars
  I've never been, this far
  And fuck that other shit them niggas talking about
  I've never been, this high
  [Interview: Rob Markman & 
  Wiz Khalifa
  ]
  So you're not a pop rapper? You said, nah Yeah, I'ma pop rapper
  I'll pop up and make $5 million nigga
  How does that feel man, like...