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conversations.value: Write me a song called Crazy with the following description: Chevy Woods and Wiz Khalifa on a Twitter-released track which is part of Chevy Woods mixtape: The Cookout.
  Chevy’s lyrics are astonishing and Wiz Khalifa’s verse is a triumphant return.
  What an impressing track by T.G.O.D.! Perfection!Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
  10-4, am I coming through clear?
  Just give me about a month or two
  And I'll be right, yeah
  Trying to avoid police in riot gear
  Heavyweight cash and you just a light, yeah
  I got a Buzz that's with no light, year
  You couldn't even walk in these shoes right here
  And you acting like you don't see all this
  Like "aw shit! Look at his stones they flawless"
  And the bitch that I'm with she gorgeous
  I see your giant money, mine's enormous
  Don't even trip, when I'm out I be very gone
  My pockets fat like the
  Head on Barry Bonds. You sit and chill
  Stack it up for a rainy day, a nigga
  Like me gotta pay to play. When I was
  Getting it minor they didn't have shit to say
  Now they scream cause I get it in a major way
  [Chorus: Chevy Woods]
  I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right
  I tell em hold on
  She see all this and wanna stay the night
  Haven't felt like this in so long
  She said she wanna ride with a G
  So hop up in my passenger, girl
  And we could be gone - don't ask yourself (am I going crazy?)
  Cause you're not [Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
  Taylor stripes like Adidas
  So these girls go wild like Mardis Gras
  All my pimp shit so my pink show
  When I'm sippin slow. High chance
  That those people coming, so I'm getting low
  They all talk, they getting dull
  Who cooking the pie? Sweet
  Potato on the tre eight, you living to die
  On some OG Bobby Johnson, South Central shit
  Nigga tell me who you really fuckin with?
  It's the bread man, cash top
  Dead man, 
  from the city where you need a
  Bulletproof headband, go go Gadget
  The money's stretching long
  Cash in plastic cause I get it on
  What you flick? That's diamond Zig Zag money
  And what I get? Can't fit it in the bag, dummy
  Don't ask yourself (am I going crazy?), cause you're not
  [Chorus: Chevy Woods]
  I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right
  I tell em hold on
  She see all this and wanna stay the night
  Haven't felt like this in so long
  She said she wanna ride with a G
  So hop up in my passenger, girl
  And we could be gone - don't ask yourself (am I going crazy?)
  Cause you're not [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
  EZ Wider twisting, easy Prada slip-ins
  Niggas tellin' me I look like Eazy
  Probably cause it's easy for em
  I'm bobbin and weaving on em, Ali and Foreman
  All of my niggas ballin' got T.G.O.D. across em
  Money counting, my dollars got no creases on em
  My weed is awesome, paid the cost
  Now they calling me the boss man
  "You should be more like Khalifa"
  That's what their boss saying
  But they ain't out of style
  These niggas off-brand
  Off land, 30,000 feet up rolling weed up
  Trying to kill a track I told Jerm
  So we cut the beat up
  These niggas ain't heard the best of me
  Say she a fan, her nigga thinks she wants me sexually
  Ho, get your man! I'm out here
  Getting this, spinning this, spitting
  The illest shit you ever heard in your life
  Thinking to yourself "Chevy be killing shit"
  Nigga, I murder it twice! My money is right!
  And when my champagne come, they serve it on ice
  This the life! [Chorus: Chevy Woods]
  I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right
  I tell em hold on
  She see all this and wanna stay the night
  Haven't felt like this in so long
  She said she wanna ride with a G
  So hop up in my passenger, girl
  And we could be gone - don't ask yourself (am I going crazy?)
  Cause you're not