conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Still Here with the following description: “Still Here” is Drake at his most defiant, presenting a laundry list of accomplishments, including starting from the bottom, beautiful women, his acting past, and an excess of money. He uses these accomplishments to prove he’s overcome huge hurdles, and intends to continue to stay on top of the music game.
  It also reinforces one of the main themes of the record: family unity. Although he champions himself with “did it by myself dog” and explains there’s “nothing mutual” about his funds, he continues to shout out his crew members and the city that birthed him.
  Produced by 20 year old Daxz, of “Back to Back” fame, this is just his second solo production credit on a Drake track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Doin' well, dog
  Yeah, me and all my
  Yeah, me—yeah
  [Chorus]
  Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dog
  You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dog
  Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dog
  Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dog
  [Verse 1]
  How did I finesse all of this shit from Jane and Weston?
  Girls all in my bed and they don't trip off first impressions
  Girls all in your bed and they just ask a hundred questions
  I can't fuck with you no more cause you be actin' extra
  Do your favorite rapper like my son, like my son though
  Nothing mutual about my funds, 'bout my funds though
  All you niggas fightin' over crumbs, where the bread at?
  How they feel about you where you're from, where yo bed at?
  I don't need no pill to speak my mind, I don't need that
  I make people pay me for my time, yeah, I need that
  And I see your girl like all the time, all the time though
  I can't tell you if she's yours or mine but I do know
  [Chorus]
  Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dog
  You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dog
  Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dog
  Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dog [Verse 2]
  Oh, and I'm back, dog
  Oh, you just went and turned your back, dog
  I thought that we were family
  You showed me that we can't be
  I gotta talk to God even though He isn't near me
  Based on what I got, it's hard to think that He don't hear me
  Hitting like that 30 on my jersey, man, I'm gifted
  Whole lot of sixes, but I'm still like
  Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
  Six-point star,
   
  Lion of the Judah
  All my niggas ain't off rockin' Gucci
  One do it, then we all gotta do it
  Got the key, now the door's open, and we all goin' through it
  Whole city at your head for the boy
  I ain't even gotta call no one for it
  [Chorus]
  Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dog
  You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dog
  Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dog
  Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still—
  [Outro]
  Wow, all praise to the most high up...