conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called ​untitled 02 | 06.23.2014. with the following description: This track is about Kendrick’s confliction between his life at home in Compton and his life as a global superstar.
  In 2014, he was prophesying the success of To Pimp a Butterfly which scooped five Grammy awards in early 2016. Yet at the same time, he was troubled by the bloodshed and incarceration of his peers still trapped in the ghettos of Compton.
  While he is separated and distracted by the fruits of his labour: the women, money, and fame, he realises the only way he can find a balance between the industry and the Compton homies he left behind is through TDE (Top Dawg Entertainment). His team has become his solace, and he’ll ride for them, the same as he would for those back home.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Pimp-pimp (Hooray)
  Pimp-pimp (Hooray)
  (Hooray)
  Pimp-pimp (Hooray)
  Pimp-pimp
  [Pre-Chorus]
  I'm sick and tired of being tired
  Can't pick a side, the Gemini
  Prophesize if we live or not
  Promise momma not to fear nobody
  Seen black turn 'em Burgundy
  Hundred of them, I know I'm greedy
  Stuck inside the belly of the beast
  Can you please pray for me?
  [Chorus]
  Get God on the phone
  Said it won't be long
  I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams
  My hood going brazy
  Where did we go wrong?
  I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams
  Get Top on the phone
  [Verse 1]
  Tell the squad come home
  We gon' ball again 'fore he call us home
  World is going brazy, where did we go wrong?
  It's a tidal wave, it's a thunderdome
  Get God on the phone
  I just got a raise (I just got a raise)
  Spent it all on me (I spent it all on me)
  Diamonds all appraised (Diamonds all appraised)
  And I'm bossing up (And I'm bossing up)
  Bitch, get out the way (Bitch, get out the way)
  I'm the only way, we can fornicate
  Ah, pimping and posing, look what I drove in, ah
  Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah
  I live by the code and me and my bros and, ah
  My dollars ain't foldin', you was never the homie
  [Pre-Chorus]
  Seen black turn 'em Burgundy
  Hundred of them, I know I'm greedy
  Stuck inside the belly of the beast
  Can you please pray for me?
  [Chorus]
  Get God on the phone
  Said it won't be long
  I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams
  My hood going brazy
  Where did we go wrong?
  I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams
  Get Top on the phone
  (
  What's up, my nigga?
  ) [Verse 2]
  Cornrow Kenny, he was born with a vision
  All morning with the mixed dashboards, triple digits
  Parallel park like an alien came visit
  Slideshow for the night show, ten bitches
  Find hoes with a blindfold, King Kendrick
  (
  Hello, Billy
  )
  So many plays, homie, I finesse
  Palisade views with some sex
  I lost a lot of love for missionary
  This the first time I confess
  Me and Top is like a Kobe and Phil
  A father figure fuck with him, you get killed
  Fuck with me and he will kill you himself
  TDE the mafia of the west
  Move in silence, yeah, we juggin’ like that
  Act of violence, yeah, we juggin’ like that
  I did a lot of dumb shit in my past
  Lord forgive me, hoping I don't relapse
  Dave just bought a new 911
  Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash
  Q just bought a brand new McLaren
  Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects
  Moosa got his son dripping in gold
  Ali 'bout to let his hair down on hoes
  Me, I'm 'bout to let my hair down on hoes
  Top billin', that’s a million a show
  Might blow the whole no whammy on Soul
  Might tell Obama be more like Punch
  Sounwave caught a Grammy last year
  Mack wop, bet he do what he want
  Fuck you niggas, level two, I'm not done
  2Teez told me that I'm the one
  I can put a rapper on life support
  Guarantee that's something none of you want
  Ten homies down and they all serving life
  What is like twenty-five hundred a month?
  What if I empty my bank out and stunt?
  What if I certified all of these ones?
  Bitch, I get buck, I'm as real as they come
  Shit is amazing, I'm feeding my cravings
  You know that you want me, come here now, lil' baby
  I'm fuckin', I'm crazy
  Serving it like I belong in the basement
  Or live at the Days Inn
  Yan Yan my relative,
   
  black cherry soda
  Pistol and poverty, come get to know us
  (Get Top on the phone) [Outro]
  Who doing the drums?
  Man put that nigga on the drums man
  Yep, all day, "Mortal Man" and "Kunta"
  Alright, from the top