conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called When I Grow Up with the following description: “When I Grow Up” is the third single off of NF’s 2019 album The Search. On the track, NF shares when growing up, he aspired to be a rapper, rather than go to college or work a nine-to-five job. He also shares his motivation from doubters growing up who motivated him as an artist.
  The music video was released with the release of the track, NF plays the role of many ordinary jobs including a janitor, a trashman, and a fast food worker, then finishes the video off with him pursuing his career of being a rapper. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1]
  Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be?
  Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams
  I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe
  And I can tell you're already thinkin' I will never succeed
  But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak
  I've been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually
  I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet
  But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, ahh
  I know this prolly isn't really realistic
  And honestly, I might not ever make a difference
  But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it
  I've been crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician
  To see the odds ain't rootin' for me
  I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be
  The underdog, yeah, you prolly think you know what I mean
  But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah
  I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else
  Graduate and prolly get a job that doesn't pay the bills
  That don't make a lot of sense to me, forget the Happy Meals
  I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal
  Huh? Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal
  Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? Pretty well?
  Everything I see is overdone to me, 
  I'm not Adele
  But I'ma get a record deal and say hello to mass appeal [Chorus]
  When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills
  Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
  I just want to make a couple mil'
  Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)
  I just want to sign a record deal
  Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)
  Might not be the best in my field
  But I guarantee that I'ma die real
  When I grow up
  [Post-Chorus]
  Yeah, ayy
  When I grow up
  Yeah, yeah, ayy
  [Verse 2]
  I'ma make 'em notice me, rhymin' like it's poetry
  Everything I oversee, I just like to overthink
  Mockin' me, you pay the fee, no return and no receipts
  Those of you that don't believe, quiet, you don't know a thing
  Quiet when I'm tryna sing, quiet when I'm making beats
  Quiet when I'm tryna think, sorry, I don't mean to scream
  I just feel like no one really gets me and it's sad to see
  'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be (Yeah)
  Anybody wanna hear me rap? "No"
  Come on, let me play a couple tracks, "No"
  Come on, I can spit it really fast, "No"
  You think I should throw this in the trash? "No"
  Tricked ya; haters, go away before I hit ya
  I am not a beggar or a kiss-up
  You don't understand? Well, I forgive ya
  I am not a quitter, you ain't really think that, did ya?
  Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio
  Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows
  Everybody in the crowd singing every word I wrote
  Tellin' me that I am not the only one that feels alone
  Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone
  Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away when you get old
  Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know
  Might not make a lot of dough
  I'ma have to try it, though [Chorus]
  When I grow up
  I just wanna pay my bills
  Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
  I just wanna make a couple mil'
  Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)
  (Leave it to the fam in the will)
  (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
  I just wanna sign a record deal
  Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Okay, oh, yeah)
  Might not be the best in my field (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
  But I guarantee that I'ma die real
  When I grow up
  I just wanna pay my bills (Woo)
  Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
  (Yeah, the way I feel)
  Yeah, I just wanna make a couple mil' (Ayy, couple mil')
  Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah, to the fam in the will)
  I just wanna sign a record deal (Woo)
  Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)
  (House up in the hills)
  Yeah, I might not be the best in my field
  But I guarantee that I'ma die real
  When I grow up
  When I grow up