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conversations.value: Write me a song called Ground Up with the following description: The 2012 single Domo released with one of his main inspirations, Wiz Khalifa.
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueDKITezaW4#t=150Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
  I could never be a facade, that's just living in disguise
  I'm only speaking what I'm envisioning in my eyes
  Even Stevie seen the ribbon in the sky
  So I'm focused on the prize
  The real on the rise, I'm getting high
  And these niggas say they fly, but I got a piece of mind
  Fuck the lies - I'm still the fucking man behind the pride
  I'm just happy I'm alive - crack a bottle to that
  Young nigga, big picture with the models to match
  Young ladies that we slay and we don't follow them back
  And long flights, so excited, I won't bother to nap
  Yea I made it huh, yea I guess to the average man
  Not a stroke of luck, fuck the game cause I had a plan
  Can't be a king if you got a castle made of sand
  I take it bit by bit - I'mma make it stand
  These niggas never had a chance
  Snowball effect, keep it rolling, make it avalanche
  [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
  Don't know why they hating on me
  To fall, it's like they waiting on me
  They told me that's they way it's gon' be
  Everything you see, I did it on my own
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  And homie I ain't ever gon' change
  No matter how much money I make
  And n'an nigga put me in the game
  Everything you see, I did it on my own
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Hold up, know that I'm fly if I'mma show up
  Don't gotta roll, the joint already rolled up
  The Bombay and Simply already po'ed up
  They let us all in simply cause they know us
  And count so much Benjies, them shits can't fold up
  'Member niggas used to just want a Motorola
  Now we order motors from overseas with manuals we can't even read
  You claiming you this high, I fly where you can't even see
  The wintertime get cold, couple hours I change the degrees
  Hater please, leather jacket, gator sleeves
  Blowing all of mine, you taking all your time and saving trees
  All the realest 'round me down to rep the gang with me
  Heard I'm on my grind, it's going down, they taking knees
  I'm still blazing weed, going places, making cheese
  And tryna keep these critics out my hair
  Well not really cause I hear them talk, but really I don't care
  All buds inclusive, all my cars exclusive
  Runways and high grade pot music
  [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
  Don't know why they hating on me
  To fall, it's like they waiting on me
  They told me that's they way it's gon' be
  Everything you see, I did it on my own
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  And homie I ain't ever gon' change
  No matter how much money I make
  And n'an nigga put me in the game
  Everything you see, I did it on my own
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh