conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Still Drake with the following description: This song is using the same (sick) beat as “Still D.R.E.”, by Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, from the album 2001.  Drake decided to feature Trey because Snoop was Dre’s main man, and Trey is Drake’s main man.
  The theme of the song is things that have stayed the same (things that are still Drake) and things that have changed since Drake made it big.
  This song was on the mixtape “The Drought Is Over: Friends with Money”, by Drake.  Released 2009. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1:Trey songz]
  Still...
  Whipping the chevy, still getting my tipped licked
  When I'm ready I still fall off intheparty like confetti
  It's still mad rappers, D. Dot Angelettis
  Still just as skinny as you met me
  Still keep it real, never will let another disrespect me
  For real, til deep in peace they rest me
  Still smoke cess cause I swear that they stress me
  And when I'm home a lot, keep the chrome a lot
  Cause even when I'm home I'm knowin' there ain't a lot of dudes
  That don't like the fact I'm blowin'
  Like some running shoes on the track I'm goin'
  Tell these other dudes they slack I'm sewin'
  Don't get hemmed up, I think Timmed up
  Cause in my mind it's the winter time all the time
  I'm a grind
  Tell em I'm a rhyme, told em that this sing got me signed
  Try to put me in a box I will not stay there
  And if I fall I will not lay there
  Grown man, this is not daycare
  A big boy game, they do not play fair
  But I still keep it trill and I got this chair
  Still uncomfortable if cops is there
  My fam still dysfunctional, we not repaired
  Still got rhymes out the asshole
  Still wonder why are they mad for
  Cause I'm in the hood like the crack-ho diesel
  Ask yo people, Trey still do it for the people
  Ride with some inter straps your whole fucking car is illegal
  Still pick good over evil
  Still play the Jesus and it's wild cause I'm still sinning
  Addiction still weed-puffin, giving it to women
  It's still my brain ready to bust up out my skull
  To the mic, cause my mouth to be saying shit right
  They saying shit like, I don't be killing it
  You niggas is ridiculous, eat a dick or some syphilis
  Die slow, still I done sucked it up
  Drake tell em what the fuck is up [Verse 2: Drake]
  I used to cut the porch lights on
  And now I cut the Porsche lights on
  Just to let em know their foresight's wrong
  Where this nigga going with that obscure ice on
  He a lame, I'm tryna get my mature life on
  I asked what happen, or whats hattenin', hattenin'
  Hop up out the passenger and help me back the phantom in
  Damn, I never got to use that in a convo
  Never got the chance to put you back in a condo
  And, and, it couldn't be more true
  I always meant to get you that villa in Corfu
  Women I pass off, and money I tore through
  Now all I really need is the number before 2
  Is it over, tell me it isn't over
  They told me it was easy as I get a little older, yeah right
  And this is what my life outro sound like
  Even though Dre did it this shit don't sound right
  I was, born to do it, born to make bomb music
  I flow tight like I was born Jewish
  Well, actually I was born Jewish
  I guess at this point you could say I was born foolish
   (ha)
  Yea, what about the grammy's and the bubbly
  What about all my fans that be loving me, I
  Used to chill in them spots where the trouble be
  But never ended up in that menage at the Double Tree
  What about that girl Rita down in Basque
  In L.A Swear I would of never cheated on your ass
  But you ain't give me yo number cause them niggas got to fighting
  Situation got me thinking and that's when I got to writing, hmm...
  Change these hundreds for me cashier
  Cause I ain't made it but I'm better off than last year, yeah
  And what it look like hun'
  I never got to make it rain but it look like fun
  And, uh, a king is what I'm fit to be
  I don't get these niggas, they a mystery
  I mean they talk so quiet as if it its private
  And they don't ever bring that shit to me, but
  Man I ain't live life so wrong
  I said fuck a couple dudes, cause I ain't like yo song
  Least let me tell you why I'm this way
  Hold on...