conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Slippin’ with the following description: Amidst rumors of yet another beef, Meek drops a track featuring friend and collaborator Future with the assistance of New York’s Dave East. The title and intro of the song pay homage to the classic DMX track “Slippin”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I gotta get up
  I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I can't get up
  But I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I gotta get up
  I'm slippin', I was fallin'
  Yeah I bet I'll get up
  I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I know I'm gettin' up
  I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I better get up
  But I'm slippin', I'm fallin'
  I gotta get up
  [Chorus: Future]
  Use that money for motivation
  Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
  When money talkin', it can change a conversation
  They'd rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
  I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of patience
  Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
  We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the eighth gone
  On medication, me and Satan conversatin' [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
  Okay that lean had me slippin', damn dawg you trippin'
  Had to tell my niggas and stay focused on the mission
  Now we at the Grammys, started in the kitchen
  And I brought the family, fuck them other niggas
  Cause ain't nobody listen when I told 'em I would blow
  Now the VIP be crowded every city that I go
  Shorty said she like my style, I be thinkin', "Yeah I know"
  Would've never gave me play back in the day when I was broke
  So I ball hard, post it on the 'Gram just to motivate 'em
  When you're gettin' money, niggas' broke, they supposed to hate it
  Hurt my heart when I seen my closest homie caught the vapors
  Gotta watch 'em closely, backstabbers didn't poke me
  Shot me, brought me down on my knees, tried to Derrick Rose me
  Won 'em a ring, still did me like I was Kobe
  Talked down on me when they thought that I slipped
  You niggas crazy if you thought I would quit, no!
  [Chorus: Future]
  Use that money for motivation
  Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
  When money talkin', it can change a conversation
  They'd rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
  I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of patience
  Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
  We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the 8th gone
  On medication, me and Satan conversatin' [Verse 2: Dave East]
  Yo, bein' broke is so embarrassin', got sick of wastin' time
  I took some packages to Maryland
  Me and Leek, couple pounds of tree in the caravan
  Before I ever wrote a rhyme, I had a scam
  Might have been young, but I had a plan
  I wanted designer clothes
  Pooch was in the kitchen with a lot of coke
  I wanted this money since a snotty nose
  We was in the staircase, watchin' fiends driftin' off
  Now it's Teterboro flyin' private jets, liftin' off
  Tell the pilot I just need to know when we about to land
  I was watchin' Ds sendin' out them vans
  Stashed a couple pieces in my Nike sock
  Never could I like a cop
  My man ain't know his mother used to like to cop
  Damn, homie
  A Cuban chain and a Rollie'll make your man switch
  Same one you flipped grams with and split your sandwich
  Meek told me just get this money and motivate 'em
  It's no debatin', if you broke we ain't got no relation
  Harlem!
  [Chorus: Future]
  Use that money for motivation
  Them same ones that came up with me hatin'
  When money talkin', it can change a conversation
  They'd rather see me locked in shackles, watch me take off
  I'm dedicated, but I'm runnin' out of patience
  Hopin' these pain pills take away frustration
  We drinkin' lean and pourin' up until the 8th gone
  On medication, me and Satan conversatin'