conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Paradise with the following description: 
  Producer Stinje sampled Phil Collins Another Day In Paradise, for this song with the TGOD Founder himself Wiz Khalifa and Berner deftly trading verses about the good life. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Berner]
  I party like a rockstar, let the Benz fishtail
  Arm out the window, I got it off a fish scale
  Rollie with the big face now I need a gold one
  Mouthpiece crazy, girl I got a cold one
  My car all cloudy let the A/C blast
  I don't need love baby pay me cash
  First of the month when them fiends come I'm hot like a rock sale
  Cocktails, red bean and oxtail
  Three phones I'm trying to get a key sold
  Weed smoke in the air no diesel
  We grow, shit you never seen so
  Rose Clicquot, the shit you gotta drink slow
  All in my cup, bitch, I ain't on no fucked shit
  I just want a pretty dime piece that'll suck dick
  I just want a big fat crib and a race car
  Thirty-five pounds by the window of my AR
  [Hook: Berner]
  I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I got two new whips and a brand new pad
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I just gotta slow down they say I move too fast
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I like lobster, crabs and poppin' tags
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Berner, what up, nigga?
  Wake up, grab some KK, hit it raw and bake up
  Check my Twitter little niggas still follow what I say
  Sayin' that they know that it's real so they put the fake up
  Eight million Taylors later, niggas gon' hate us
  I'm always rocking that JOYRICH
  I pull up in a Porshe 911 you still driving that boy shit
  Smelling like the shit I just smoked
  Jealous cause you living life broke
  Mad cause my niggas all paid
  Ridin' to some shit I just wrote
  High like I was back in seventh grade
  When my cousin first passed me that dope
  Now I just pull up, valet
  That's my man he know I got the hook up
  Hopping out, number 6 Jays fly niggas look up
  We the gang if you a hater go die with them
  If you not come, get high with us
  [Hook: Berner]
  I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I got two new whips and a brand new pad
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I just gotta slow down they say I move too fast
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I like lobster, crabs and poppin' tags
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
  I say ho, think twice
  Cause if you roll the joint for me, then it better be right (better be right)
  I say ho, think twice
  If you roll the joint for me, then it better be right (better be right)
  Be right, be right
  If you roll the joint for me, then it better be right (better be right)
  Be right, be right
  If you roll the joint for me, then it better be right (better be right)
  [Hook: Berner]
  I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I got two new whips and a brand new pad
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I just gotta slow down they say I move too fast
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last
  I like lobster, crabs and poppin' tags
  They try and tell me that this shit won't last