conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Tryna Fuck Me Over with the following description: This is the first collaborative track that 50 Cent and Post Malone have released. Over a Scoop Deville beat, 50 and Malone bust out the braggadocio and reflect on how their foes try (and fail) to bring them down. The beat is a modified version of The Beatnuts’s classic “Off the Books.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by Scoop DeVille]
  [Intro: 50 Cent]
  Uh-huh, yeah
  Uh-huh
  [Chorus: 50 Cent]
  I ain't gon' let the people frisk me if I'm dirty, homie
  A nigga never touched me, I got that thirty on me (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over
  Y'all tryna fuck me over (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Y'all always tryna fuck me over
  [Verse 1: 50 Cent]
  Niggas around me, yeah, they hit licks
  Mix a little red and yellow when they get lit
  Tryna turn up with a bad bitch
  Have her in the telly doin' freak shit (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Niggas sell a little bit of everythin'
  Rockin' Yacht-Master and the pinky rin'
  Flexing like "bitch, if you knew better"
  You fuck with a real nigga and you do better (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Shawty ass fat like she a stripper
  That wiggle when she walk make you wanna tip her
  Bartenders comin', yeah, they move quicker
  Twenty, thirty bottles to the rich niggas
  Everythin' cool when I'm in the room
  Come with two shooters, not a hunnid goons
  Nigga, don't trip, you don't want that
  Boy, you gonna fuck around and get your ass capped (
  You better watch your step
  ) [Chorus: 50 Cent]
  I ain't gon' let the people frisk me if I'm dirty, homie
  A nigga never touched me, I got that thirty on me
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over
  Y'all tryna fuck me over
  (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Y'all always tryna fuck me over
  [Verse 2: Post Malone]
  Right before I came into this bitch hot
  Needed cigarettes, I made a pit stop
  Spent my life tryna be a good guy
  Still people want to see me get, got
  Nothin' like it ever was before
  Hair fallin' out, I'm twenty years old
  Got a lot of stress, that you don’t know
  Still kick it like paint and this shit gold (
  You better watch your
  )
  Ayy, pull up in this bitch and I’m flexin'
  Jumpin' out the motherfuckin' Benz, yeah
  All these damn diamonds on my necklace
  Catchin' frostbite when I exit
  So goddamn cold, see your breath, yeah
  Hundred cigarettes then I exhale
  Thousand for these fuckin' Margielas (
  You better watch your step
  )
  Hundred thousand chains on my chest, yeah
  Ice on my rings, ice, yeah, you see me shinin'
  Two hunnid K in jewels this year, you can't tell me nothin'
  And I'm gone, I ain't never sober
  Me and 50 got shooters, if you tryna fuck me over, ooh (
  You better watch your step
  ) [Chorus: 50 Cent]
  I ain't gon' let the people frisk me if I'm dirty, homie
  A nigga never touched me, I got that thirty on me
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over (
  You better watch your step
  )
  I ain't gon' let the people frisk me if I'm dirty, homie
  A nigga never touched me, I got that thirty on me
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over
  Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over (you better watch your step)