conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Untitled 2 (Blue Faces) with the following description: Originally performed on the January 7, 2016 episode of The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon, a studio version of this track was released as “​untitled 08 | 09.06.2014.”, the closer of untitled unmastered., a collection of unused demos. However, most of the final verse is from “untitled 02 | 06.23.2014.”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1]
  Two tears in a bucket, I cry with you, agh!
  But I could never lie with you
  I could never afford not to afford
  I could never put my plans to the side with you
  I could never see a red light
  Like a deer with a headlight, I freeze up when I re-up
  See, I barely have patience, and you're relating
  Only the moment to complete us
  Why you hate to work for it? Went to work for it
  See, a nine-to-five was so jive turkey
  But when Thanksgiving came, checks didn’t hurt me
  You plead the fifth, I read the fifth amendment
  We both criminals with bad intentions
  They say time heals all, but if I can shortcut my success
  Corvettes by tomorrow, ugh!
  [Hook]
  Why so sad? Walking around with them blue faces
  She said I’m down on my luck
  And it’s something I gotta have, blue faces
  I hit the bank today and tell 'em color me bad, blue faces
  Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down
  [Verse 2]
  My homegirl got a credit card scam
  She got a scholarship to college but she don’t give a damn
  Intuition got a Black woman wishin'
  She saying this on the phone with the noodles in the pan
  I know you, woman, I console you, woman
  You feel like the universe owes you, woman
  Oh, the anticipation, hoping you could make it
  Women don't prosper chasin' education
  But you're talented, and can't handle it
  And your homegirls can't be your manager
  365 times four, plus more
  Can't get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina?
  But ain't no money like fast money
  Even today, I'm considered a crash dummy
  A rapper chasing stardom, how can I fast forward?
  My accolades better than all them [Hook]
  But why I'm so sad?
  Walking around with them blue faces
  She said I’m down on my luck
  And it’s something I gotta have, blue faces (
  Faces
  )
  I hit the bank today and tell 'em, color me bad, blue faces
  Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down, to the top
  [Bridge]
  I love God, I love speed
  I love drank, I love mead
  I love oceans in the deep
  I love women, I love me
  I love God
  Ugh! But I’m scared of godspeeeeeeed
  Sometimes
  [Verse 3]
  I wrote this song
  Looking at a broke home, maybe (Broke home, maybe)
  You know the poverty-stricken
  The little broke boy and babies (Broke boy and babies)
  Somebody say "Kendrick American, they sho’ is crazy"
  And I said “Why?”
  Then he looked me in the eye
  And said "Homie, you're messed up
  You’re banking on good luck, you wishing for miracles
  Never been through 'ish, you’re crying hysterical
  You settle for everything, complain about everything
  YSay you sold crack, my world amphetamine
  Your projects ain’t it, I live in a hut
  You're living to keep warm, I'm living to pay rent
  I paid my way through, praying to Allah
  You played your way through, dealing with wi-fi
  Bull-'ishing yourself, you talking to strangers
  Same thing go for the ones you came with
  We all came on the boat looking for hope
  And all you can say is that you’re looking for dope, huh?
  These days ain’t no compromise, ugh
  Your pain ain’t mines half the time, ugh
  A brand new excuse ain’t nothing to me
  See, I made my moves with shackled feet" [Interlude]
  Cape Town, Cape Town
  Cape Town, Cape Town
  Caaaaaaaaape Town
  Cape Town, Cape Town
  Ugh!
  [Verse 4]
  Cornrow Kenny
  All morning with the mixed dashboards triple digits, skrrt!
  Morning with the mixed dashboards triple digits, skrrt-skrrt!
  Cornrow Kenny
  So many plays on me, I finesse
  Palisade views with some sex
  I lost a lot of love for missionary
  This the first time I react
  Me and Top is like a Kobe-and-Phil
  A father figure; play with him, you get killed
  Play with me and he-a kill you himself
  TDE the mafia of the west
  Move in silence, yeah, we juugin’ like that
  Act of violence, yeah, we juugin’ like that
  I did a lot of dumb things in my past
  Lord forgive me, hoping I don't relapse
  Dave just bought a new 9-11
  Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash
  Q just bought a brand new McLaren
  Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects
  Moosa got his son dripping in gold
  Me, I'm about to let my hair down to hoes
  Ali 'bout to let his hair down to hoes
  Top billing, that’s a million a show
  Might blow the whole no-whammy on Soul
  Might tell Obama, "Be more like Punch"
  Sounwave got a Grammy this year
  Mackwop, bet he do what he want
  Level two, level two, no, I’m not done
  You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one
  I could put a rapper on life support
  Guaranteed, something that none of you want
  Ten homies down and they all serving life
  Ward is like twenty-five hundred a month
  What if I empty my bank out and stunt?
  What if I empty my bank out and stunt?
  You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one
  You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one
  You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one
  You ain’t got, you ain’t got
  You ain’t got, you ain’t got
  Tell me that, tell me that that I'm the one
  You ain’t got, you ain’t got, you ain’t got
  You ain’t got tell me that, what! I’m the one
  Yes, I’m the one!