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conversations.value: Write me a song called My Peak with the following description: “My Peak” is a leaked collaboration between Future, Chance The Rapper and King Louie. The song was produced by 808 Mafia members Cicero and Southside, as confirmed by Cicero on his Instagram.
  The song was first previewed on Instagram by Chance on February 20, 2017, and then for a second time later that day. Due to Chance tagging DJ Esco in the second post, it was expected to appear on an Esco mixtape, however, it was never released in the end.
  On January 29, 2018, Music Mafia attempted to sell the song and leaked a snippet in the process. It leaked online on May 5.
  On May 7, the leaked audio was later uploaded to a falsely verified fan account on YouTube, tricking many blogs into thinking it was a legitimate release.
  The song marks the second collaboration between Future and Chano after the “Smoke Break” from Chance’s Coloring Book. King Louie and Chance previously collaborated on “Familiar” from fellow Chicago artist Donnie Trumpet’s album Surf. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  Yeah, gotta believe us
  Super
  [Chorus: Future]
  Head full of smoke, body full of ink
  I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
  My baby mama finna get her masters (bravo)
  I just hit the office, that's the FAFSA (line up)
  I don't wanna hear about no masters (no, no)
  I just hit my pastor, it's faster (okay, okay)
  They gon' point to  Cuba when I pass away (huh, huh)
  I probably still be ballin' on my Cast Away (agh)
  I just got a text that say keep goin' (alright, alright)
  I just got a check that say keep goin'
  Hurricane Jericho, born-bred Crane mode
  Everything player code, phone airplane mode (alright alright)
  Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
  You might be the devil, you don't fuck with me (agh, agh, agh)
  I'ma keep makin', I make extra payments (agh, agh)
  I'm a free agent like the second Matrix (huh)
  I'ma make donations till there's reparations (alright, alright)
  Been dancing round the town like I was Kevin Bacon (alright, alright)
  I be doing shit they only think about (huh)
  I might throw a milli in the Chase account (huh, huh)
  Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
  You might be the feds, you don't fuck with me (huh) [Chorus: Future]
  Head full of smoke, body full of ink
  I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  [Verse 2: King Louie]
  I just went on tour an' got a check to do some shit I love
  Call up L.A. Reid an' tell his ass it's time to run it up
  Doin' all this countin' on my own, I need some new thumbs
  I heard they say they gon' do somethin' to me
  Tell 'em, "Do something"
  Live nation checks with my name give me goosebumps
  I'll book a flight for your girl and make your boo cum
  Slide on the prey in a day and make the news come
  I had a few fights for my life an' I ain't lose one
  Nothin' come for free, nothin' come for free (nope)
  When I'm with your spouse, she gon' cum for me
  You don't want no problems, they go down for me
  We can ball an' kick it, come an' punt with me, hah
  [Chorus: Future]
  Head full of smoke, body full of ink
  I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no
  I ain't barely reach my peak
  As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
  I ain't barely reach my peak, no