conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Trouble with the following description: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fsztApJejgI
  A promotional track released in the lead up to French’s debut album Excuse My French which is released May 21st 2013.
  The song doesn’t feature Mikky Ekko per se, but rather samples Mikky’s song “Pull Me Down”, with some trap/EDM influenced production over the top.
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FEvXzSXUEao
  In the song French shares lines concerning the troubles fame and fortune brings and trouble in the streets along with some of his trademark braggadocio. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Mikky Ekko]
  I heard you were trouble and you heard I was trouble
  But your name is a wave washing over me
  No games, just a slave to you totally
  Cause I don't care what they say about you Virgo (I don't care!)
  And you don't care what they say about me Virgo
  But you know what they say about trouble
  [Hook: Mikky Ekko]
  Pull me down if you want to and I hope that you want to
  Cause I wanna be your man and I wanna say it loud
  You can show me where trouble goes
  Tell me secrets only trouble knows
  Cause you wanna be my girl and you wanna say it loud
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Went and got a hustle, put a muscle on it
  Went and got a grip and put a muzzle on it
  Nigga in that paint, I'm Bill Russell on it
  Mulsanne with everything custom on it
  Number one hits, got every bitch touching on him
  Price of fame you lose your brain when you touch it, don't ya?
  Nigga, all that change ain't changed me
  Cause my body full of lean tryna stay sleep
  I done came up that black hole
  And I popped up in that black robe
  BET awards, Versace black robe
  Four heaters up nigga that's a hot stove
  Illuminati for that new Bugatti
  Self made, who they ask when they ain't got it
  Ten-mill' shield for this holy war
  Catch chills, your own nigga
  Kill you for this brick of raw [Bridge: Mikky Ekko]
  I want you to know that I've got your back
  Even when the whole foundation seems cracked
  Two punk kids up against the world
  Yeah trouble, there goes trouble
  We could be king and queen of the moonlight
  Two young lovers and when the mood's right
  You'll hear me say I want you
  To pull me down if you want to
  [Interlude: French Montana]
  Don't bring your chair over here, nigga
  Can't get a seat if you ain't bring nothing to the table, nigga
  They say you can stand dolo, if you believe in something
  Tell 'em: "fuck 'em all"
  [Verse 2: French Montana]
  I'm riding dolo, knock the horse of your polo
  Life's a bitch and your sister with Manolo
  When your right hand done changed on you
  And got your left hand grippin' things on it (paow!)
  Dope boy dreams, mansion and a Lambo
  And all you get is cases lawyers can't handle
  This grandaddy got me candid channels
  Clean them bullets, loading choppers, grippin' handles
  Bumpin' Roc-A-Fella, duckin' Rockefeller law
  Beats from Rico Love,
   
  or a hundred from a RICO law
  And all the blessings couldn't stop a bullet
  When they creep on him, ski mask, black hoodie
  LaFontaine by the post office
  Hit him in the brain for a closed coffin
  For a grand my lil man blow his nose off him
  Hundred hit him, paramedics ripping clothes off him [Hook]