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conversations.value: Write me a song called Hours In Silence with the following description: Drake & 21 get emotional about a distant lover on this heartfelt track.
  Drake talks about taking his lover out from the hood, and how she wouldnt be here without him. He takes accountability for letting this happen again. He is tired of girls playing games.
  The background vocals are re-sampled by 40 from the 2013 song “Come Thru.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Drake]
  Leave your phone, come to mine
  You'll catch a hint in due time
  I think, think that I
  Could fuck the idea of him outta your mind
  He said he rap, he ain't signed, that ain't a good sign
  Change your mind, good conversation and some rosé wine
  Unless there's some other things you gotta mind
  You mind me, ayy, ayy
  The smoke got me talkin' in Dutch
  A pill in Ibiza, so what?
  She leanin' on me, I'm her crutch
  She creamin' on me, I'm her crush
  Her photos don't need a retouch
  She askin' why haven't I nut
  I didn't know we in a rush
  Enjoyin' the moment, so hush
  My album was payin' her bills
  I don't еven need a deluxe
  Hеr stomach is flat as fuck
  She still fit that shit in her gut somehow
  The fat musta went in her butt somehow
  I don't even ask her what's up
  She sayin' that shit is natural
  Don't care if she makin' it up
  I never put you in no Uber, girl
  I'm always gon' send you a truck
  I'm always gon' keep it a buck
  You give me that shit and I'm stuck [Verse 2: 21 Savage]
  .30 on my waist
  'Cause a lotta broke niggas 'round the way ridin' 'round town
  And they lookin' for my face
  Gotta pray to God above you, girl, you know that Savage love you
  And I hope that you feel the same
  Tryna be the one for you, but my nickname true
  And I hope that I can change
  Girl, you know that Savage love you, girl, you know that Savage love you
  [Bridge: Drake]
  Gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up
  Turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up
  Turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up
  Turn my bitch up, turn my—
  Know I gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bih, T-T
  Turn my bih, T-T, turn my bih
  Gotta turn my bitch up, turn my— (Ayy)
  [Verse 3: Drake]
  I gotta stop goin' Van Cleef
  , condo, third 
  week
  I like it, but I'm too geeked, tryna turn you up
  I gotta stop goin' Lenci', Rollie, first week
  You're misreadin' me, I'm too geeked, tryna turn you up
  You were lost until me
  I didn't get no finder's fee
  You're actin' like a bride-to-be
  Behind closed doors, slimin' me
  Friends are all advisin' me
  Sayin' I could die tryna turn you up
  There's three sides to this story, girl
  The one you subtweet
  The one your group chat gets to read
  The one you come and tell to me
  I understand it finally
  I'm tryin' to give you highs and you're plannin' our goodbyes
  But I turn you up
  It's my fault
  Burnin
  ' 
  cash like it's lit on fire
  Penthouse and some new attire
  I fulfilled all of your desires
  You don't work, but you act retired
  'Cause you know that you're mine and it's my fault
  It's my fault, it's my fault, for once I take accountability
  It's my fault that you got superpowers on your knees
  It's my fault for once, don't keep you grounded on your feet
  It's my fault for once, I drain accounts to make you love me
  It's my fault for once, it's one-sided loyalty
  My fault for once, I'm payin' lawyer fees
  Doin' things just to set you free, see you breathe
  It's my fault for once, I got the Wagon, G
  Got you ridin' 'round with niggas that are nothin' like me
  It's my fault for once, that's how you make it seem
  It's my fault, it's my fault [Refrain: Drake]
  You were lost until me
  You were lost until me, mm-mm, mhm-mm
  You were lost until me
  [Verse 4: Drake]
  My confidence is super low
  Baby M, you know I got a heart of gold
  You pawned that shit and hit the road, baby
  For goodness sakes, at this rate
  Your funeral is finna have like ten caskets on display
  One for you, the other nine for everything you're takin' to the grave
  You don't play, you don't, you don't, you
  You don't play no games
  There's three things I learned from love for free
  Only thing really worth chasing is a dream
  People don't know you play your roles on screen
  Messy, started gettin' trendy, gotta keep it clean
  You know I keep it clean
  Clean as I can
  All weapons formed against me gotta jam
  Brought you 'round the dawgs, treat you like the fam'
  Shoulda been a wham, bam, thank you ma'am
  Know you got my confidence on sale
  Case you wanna feel better 'bout yourself [Refrain: Drake]
  You were lost until me
  You were lost until me