conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Real Friends (Remix) with the following description: In March of 2016, Swizz Beatz teased in an Instagram post about a potential remix to one of the standout tracks of Kayne’s The Life of Pablo.
  However the track never came to surface during the evolution of Kanye’s living album. After more than a year, the track came to light thanks to a hacker group known as Music Mafia. Through all of DMX’s hardships with addiction and legal trouble, he touches base with himself providing an introspective view on the true worth of life. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: DMX]
  Yeah, uh, man
  Thanks for the love and support baby, thank you
  I hate you
  [Verse 1: DMX]
  Hate who I love, blessed with the curse
  I was born to die, best of the worst
  Wings but can't fly, but first things first
  I will until I'm stretched in a hearse
  Niggas don't get me, but I ain't complicated
  Thing about the truth is most niggas hate it
  Didn't ask God for what I wanted, I waited
  Until He felt like I earned it, then he gave it
  Anything worth havin' is worth earnin'
  The true nature of man is definitely worth learnin'
  'Cause why you're concerning yourself with discernment
  Whether its worth savin', its usually worth burnin'
  I knew from the start that this life wasn't mine
  That's why from the start, I put my life on the line
  Gangstas runnin' 'round cryin' about dyin'
  I got faith, I'ma go when its my time!
  [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  How many of us?
  How many of us, how many jealous? Real friends
  It's not many of us, we smile at each other
  But how many honest? Trust issues
  Switched up the number, I can't be bothered
  I cannot blame you for havin' an angle
  I ain't got no issues, I'm just doin' my thing
  Hope you're doin' your thing too
  I'm a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions
  Fuck the church up by drinkin' at the communion
  Spillin' free wine, now my tux is ruined
  In town for a day, what the fuck we doin'?
  Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom
  I'm always blamin' you, but what's sad, you not the problem
  Damn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was Thursday
  Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
  When was the last time I remembered a birthday?
  When was the last time I wasn't in a hurry? [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Tell me you want your tickets when it's gametime
  Even to call your daughter on her FaceTime
  Even when we was young I used to make time
  Now we be way too busy just to make time
  Even for my...
  [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  Real friends
  I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
  Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him
  I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
  Talked 
  down on my name, throwed dirt on him
  [Verse 3: Kanye West & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  I couldn't tell you how old your daughter was (Was)
  Couldn't tell you how old your son is (Is)
  I got my own Jr. on the way, dawg (Dawg)
  Plus I already got one kid (Kid)
  Couldn't tell you much about the fam though
  I just showed up for the yams though
  Maybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister
  Merry Christmas, then I'm finished, then it's back to business
  You wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit? (Shit)
  Like I ain't got enough pressure to deal with (With)
  Please don't pressure me with that bill shit (Shit)
  Cause everybody got 'em that ain't children
  Oh you've been nothin' but a friend to me
  Niggas thinkin' I'm crazy, you defendin' me
  It's funny I ain't spoke to niggas in centuries
  To be honest, dawg, I ain't feelin' your energy
  Money turn your kin into an enemy
  Niggas ain't real as they pretend to be [Verse 4: Kanye West & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  Lookin' for
   real friends
  How many of us? How many of us are real friends
  To real friends, 'til the reel end
  'Til the wheels 
  fall off
  , 'til the wheels don't spin (
  Yeah yeah
  )
  To 3 A.M., callin'
  How many 
  real friends?
  Just to ask you a question
  Just to see how you was feelin'
  How many?
  For the last you was frontin'
  I hate when a nigga text you like, "What's up, fam? Hope you good"
  You say, "I'm good, I'm great," the next text they ask you for somethin'
  How many?
  What's best for your family, immediate or extended
  Any argument, the media'll extend it
  I had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin' bitches on
  Paid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from him
  Real friends
  Huh?
  [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  Real friends
  I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
  Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him
  I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
  Talked 
  down on my name, throwed dirt on him