conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called All Your Fault with the following description: This is the third collaboration between Sean and his mentor, Kanye West – the first being “Glenwood”, and the second being “Marvin & Chardonnay” from Sean’s first studio album Finally Famous.
  The song follows almost exactly the same formula as “Marvin & Chardonnay”; soul sample over hard drums, uplifting hook, Kanye’s bridge – the main difference is the third verse where the two MC’s trade bars Watch The Throne style.
  Production was handled by Travi$ Scott, his protege WondaGurl, DJ Mano, Kanye West and OG Webbie. It’s safe to assume the beat was made a little while ago, as DJ Mano cut his ties with Ye and G.O.O.D Music in 2014. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by Kanye West, OG Webbie, & Mano]
  [Intro: Kanye West]
  Yeah, and we G.O.O.D
  Keep talkin' about this shit but whatever
  We can go back and forth all day
  [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Travis Scott
   (Ambrosia)]
  (How much I feel, I live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby
   
  (
  Straight up!
  )
  [Verse 1: Kanye West]
  That's that don't play! Whuh! That's that new Ye
  People sayin' I'm the closest thing to Mike since Janet, whuh!
  Tom Cruise, homie, we jumpin' up on them couches
  That's a fresh house, is that a guest house?
  Your house got another house?
  Your bitch got a bitch, your spouse got another spouse
  Young Walt Disney, I'ma tell you truthfully
  If you leave Mickey you gon' end up with a Goofy
  I imagine that's what Chris told Karrueche
  Girls be actin' like it's diamonds in they coochie
  I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
  But cops chokin' niggas out in the media
  We finna have to protest and tear the city up
  We 'bout to tear this whole place up, pretty much
  (How much I live) [Bridge: Kanye West]
  And you know it's all your fault
  Nobody, nobody, nobody, babe
  You know it's all your fault
  Nobody, nobody, nobody, but me
  [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Travis Scott
  ]
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  Lit for your love baby
   
  (
  Straight up!
  )
  [Verse 2: Big Sean]
  Hoe, we done made it through hell and disaster
  My crib done got bigger, my women got badder
  You wonderin', "How do you get in the game?"
  I'm wonderin', "How do I get to the rafters?"
  Oh boy, I'm mad until these records gettin' shattered
  'Til I'm MJ or Magic,
   ooh, and she just want the status
  So, you the man she got, but I'm the man that she been after
  She done sent so many naked pics, my phone ain't got no data
  I walk off in New York like my name Derek Jeter
  Headed home to the D where you know I keep a Gina (Gina!)
  I'm the good with the evil; fuck you, nice to meet you
  You can't have a peace sign, man, without the middle finger
  With the clique when you see us, that's my family to me
  That's my family tree, they're my arms, legs, hands, and my feet
  And I can't cut them off with even diabetes
  Hit the beat and kerosene it; scratch that, I white sheet it
  A 100 dollar fade every single time you see us
  Been a king all my life so I shoulda got a Caesar
  Somewhere off in Vegas rollin' dice up at the Caesar's
  Got me thinkin' back bout how I used to roll to Little Caesars
  Piece of pizza with Tanisha
   
  now I'm with a Boniqua
  She finna blow at that
  I got your dream girl, yeah, she actin' like a hoe at that
  Throw her to me, I'ma throw that back
  Top spot, I'm finna go at that
   
  (Straight up) [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Travis Scott
   (Ambrosia)]
  (I live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
  (Live for your love)
  Lit for your love baby
   
  (
  Straight up!
  )
  [Verse 3: Big Sean & 
  Kanye West
  ]
  Hoe, you gotta move quick
  World in my hands, I ain't gotta loose grip
  I don't like loose pussy or loose lips
  And I done did the impossible a few times, Tom Cruise shit
  Hoe, and I ain't satisfied bein' on that top five list
  I ain't satisfied until I'm on that all-time list
  Til everything I spit is all timeless
  My girl on that all fine list
  My life a little luck, a lot of grind, bitch!
  No "maybe," hoe, I gotta make it
  Fuck your nomination; man, fuck the world
  I'm repopulatin', wrap my Rollie round my waist
  Yeah, time's a-wastin'
  Niggas want the comma-comma-combination
  Long as I'm around, it's gon' be dot-dot-dot, a lot of waitin'
  Got my pinky on her brain while I'm gettin' brain
  Plottin' world domination
  , 
  people ask me how to make it
  I'm just like "man, if you want the crown, bitch, you gotta take it"
  Straight up
   (Straight up!)