conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Used To with the following description: Originally on Weezy’s SFTW2, “Used To” pops up on If You’re Reading This It’s Too Late with an extra Drizzy verse.
  Drake and Weezy team up for what might be yet another hit collab in the line of “HYFR,” “Believe Me,” and “I’m On One.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by WondaGurl]
  [Intro: Drake]
  Yeah—sound, sound, sound
  Yeah, real 6 side shit
  Sickos, ah man
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  Yeah, when you get to where I'm at
  You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at
  Every time they talkin', it's behind your back
  Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
  They gon' say your name on them airwaves
  They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap
  Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map
  And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at
  Shout out to the G's from the ends
  We don't love no girls from the ends
  I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once again
  I'ma always end up as a man in the end, dog
  It's just apparent every year
  Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror
  Lookin' at myself like, there it is there
  Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo!
  I ain't tryna chance it, 
  I be with the bands
  Like a nigga went to Jackson State or Grambling
  Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
  Watch the way I handle it, uh
  Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit
  She know I'm the man with it, uh
  With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton
  I ain't playin' with it [Chorus: Drake]
  I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
  It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
  Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
  Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
  They never told me when you get the crown
  It's gon' take some getting used to (What you say?)
  New friends all in their old feelings now
  They don't love you like they used to, man
  [Verse 2: Drake]
  Way more gully gully than buddy buddy
  Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin'
  Y'all don't understand, I'm the one they want to hear from
  Y'all don't understand that it's me or nothin'
  Yeah, I'm fuckin' glowin' up
  Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to have posters of
  Real quick, man, you couldn't have hated that
  Let's be real, nigga, you couldn't have made it that, woo!
  Dance how I dance, watch me dance
  You're fuckin' with the best, man, I'm too advanced
  After this drop I got new demands
  Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then
  Make sure the plane got a phone now
  So when we 'bout to land I can call to tell the woes I'm home now
  I'll tell 'em link up at the valet at the Hazy
  Think I got the shit that had the city going crazy [Chorus: Drake]
  I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
  It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
  Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
  Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
  They never told me when you get the crown
  It's gon' take some getting used to (What you say?)
  New friends all in their old feelings now
  They don't love you like they used to, man
  [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
  When you get to where the fuck I'm at
  You gotta remind 'em about where you been
  About all of the money that done came and went
  About the two cents I ain't never spent
  When they say you're too famous to pack a gat
  I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from
  Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone
  Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stepping stone
  Goin' at a nigga throat like a herringbone
  Boy, do I smell beef? Mmmm, pheromones
  Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns
  Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron
  Suck a nigga dick for a iPhone 6
  Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry
  You can get buried for a ounce of Katy Perry
  I was only five, but still remember the drought in '87
  Lord, tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em
  I ain't got no time
  Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
  I'm fuckin' her mind
  I got, mind control over Deebo
  Parmesan my panino
  Promethazine over pinot
  And when my bloods start shootin' that's B-roll, bitch [Chorus: Drake]
  I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
  It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
  Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
  Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
  They never told me when you get the crown
  It's gon' take some getting used to (What you say?)
  New friends all in their old feelings now
  They don't love you like they used to, man
  [Outro: Drake]
  Yeah, they don't love you like they used to (What you say?)
  In the city with the- windows down
  Like I used to (What you say?)
  Like I
  Take some to getting used to (What you say?)
  Man, they don't love you like they used to, man