conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Good Morning with the following description: “Good Morning” is an unreleased collaboration between Post Malone and Quavo. A snippet of the song was put up for sale by Music Mafia on June 20, 2018, and was leaked shortly after. Another snippet surfaced on July 13th, 2019. The full track leaked online on February 8, 2021.
  The track is very unfinished, featuring the two mumble as they attempt to test out flows and lay down a rough idea of lyrical content. It’s unknown when it was recorded, however, it was presumably sometime prior to mid-2017 as Amine used the instrumental for “Yellow” around that time. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Post Malone]
  I got diamonds look like lemonade
  Rollie pollie, boots on camo baby
  I don't want, but I secure my place, baby
  Please don't let me say there ain't no way, yeah-eah
  Yeah-eah, I oh-oh, please, baby, don't go
  And on my, ah mama, I don't know, [?], let's go
  And oh no, ayy, oh-oh, and oh no, ayy, oh-oh
  Please let me, oh-oh-oh, oh no no
  Animal, roll one up and show me what you made of
  Roll the fuck on it, I'ma chop the jet up
  [?], oh no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Jada
  Hold up all that shit, sit her on a private plane, yeah
  [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 2: Post Malone]
  Yeah, yeah, Europe, ayy
  Pull up on me baby, right now, ayy
  Flexin' on that bitch, it's [?], yeah
  I remember back at [?] now, yeah
  [?] baby right now, yeah, yeah
  I'ma ring my lil' baby right now, ayy
  [?] right now
  Rollie on them bitches right now, yeah [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 3: Post Malone]
  Don't let me go, don't want to, ayy
  No, don't let me go, don't [?]
  Diamonds look like
  [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 4: Post Malone]
  And now [?] I left for sure, yeah
  I roll up [?] fresh Dior, yeah
  That baby Bentley linkin', that's for sure, yeah
  I got the [?] more, yeah, yeah
  [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 5: Post Malone & 
  Quavo
  ]
  Let me go, let me go, diamond show, [?]
  Animal, that's for sure, that's what's cold, let's see it
  That's for me, that's for me, that's for me
  Let it roll, let 'em all, let 'em all, that's for free
  Got a hunnid and I'm flexin', baby, that's for me
  [?] see ya, baby
  I don't even wanna, no, no, 'bout ya, baby
  I don't wanna, woah, mhm, woah
  [?] mama [?]
  Rollin' through the [?] baby dad, I'm blazin' on my wrist
  Rollie on her baby, wanna tell me that I'm the shit
  [?] (
  Yeah
  ) [Refrain: Quavo]
  Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Hey)
  Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Yeah)
  Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Huh?)
  Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Aw)
  [Verse 6: Quavo]
  Good mornin', love (Good mornin')
  The stars above (Stars)
  I wanna say (Yeah)
  I'm fly like dove (Uh, yeah)
  Yeah-yeah, fly like a pretty lil' birdie (Ayy, brrt)
  Yeah-yeah, I'm in the Maybach with curtains (Ayy, skrrt)
  Yeah-yeah, takin' all of these drugs on purpose (Ayy, woo)
  Yeah-yeah, I'm just livin' my life, I deserve it (Woah)
  I'm from where all they do is cook up (Skrrt, skrrt)
  [?] bad bitch, it give me good luck (Bad)
  Pull up, pull up, get in, shut up, shut up
  Hook up (Woo), I got the hook up, Master P hook up (Ayy, yeah)
  [Bridge: Quavo]
  Uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh
  Goodbye, goodbye
  Good times (Good times)
  Goodbye, good times
  Goodbye [Verse 7: Quavo]
  We [?] the times
  Do you believe in the times? Do you?
  Do you, do, do, do you believe in the times?
  Do you, do you believe in the time that I told you that we was goin' make it?
  And you ain't think that you could save me
  [?] we ain't have it
  You ain't think that we was goin' make it
  Now you wanna have my babies, huh (What she wanna do?)
  She said she wanna have my babies (What you wanna do?)
  'Cause she crazy, crazy, cray, crazy, crazy, cray
  Crazy, crazy, cray, crazy, crazy
  So loco, loco, lo, loco, loco, lo, loco, loco
  So psycho, psycho, so psycho, psycho
  She typo, typo (
  She psycho, psycho
  )
  She the right ho, right ho (
  She right ho, right though
  )
  But right though, right though
  But right now, right now
  I can't even go for her
  [?] and she want
  She bi-po', bi-po', she bi-po', bi-po'
  She a bad bitch, bad bitch, got lipo, lipo
  She crazy, crazy, she crazy, crazy
  She crazy, crazy, really, really
  Bi-po', bi-po', got lipo, lipo
  She bi-po', bi-po', got lipo, lipo
  She psycho, psycho, she loco, loco
  She crazy, crazy, she crazy, crazy
  [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 8: Quavo]
  Drop top on my drop top [?]
  Drop tops on my gang [?]
  She wanna [?]
  She wanna ride on the top, [?]
  [Instrumental Break]
  [Verse 9: Quavo]
  Uh, you think that you can play me?
  'Cause you so crazy, crazy
  You bi-po', bi-po'
  You need therapy, you need therapy
  You just got out of surgery, uh
  And with your fine ass, I'ma buy you a bag
  Every time you get mad, but I'ma go let my pants sag
  And I'ma go pull up in Jags, and I'ma go pull up in Jags
  And I'ma go pull up in Wraith, yeah, you know you my taste
  Yeah, you know you my taste, I'ma invite you to my place
  I'ma invite you to my place, I'ma put Rollie on your way
  I'ma put Rollie on your hand, I'ma put Xanny on your waist, yeah
  Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah