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conversations.value: Write me a song called ​​m y . l i f e with the following description: On “m y . l i f e,” Cole recruits 21 Savage and Morray for a track on which they discuss the struggles of their respective come-ups and the benefits of their perseverance. They also speak on what their lives could have been like if they didn’t fight to make it out.
  The instrumental of this track was first teased in Applying Pressure, the documentary for the album. Also in the short film, Cole and 21 Savage are seen having a discussion about the album, which can be considered foreshadowing his appearance on the record.
  J. Cole has famously avoided features on his albums since 2014 Forest Hills Drive, turning it into a cultural phenomenon. This is notably the first of two tracks on The Off-Season that contain rapping from other artists, making them the first occurrences of a guest verse on a Cole solo album since 2013’s Born Sinner. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: J. Cole]
  Oh, you came there, God
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Oh, Lord
  No matter how, 
  no matter how long it take, yeah
  No matter how long it take, nigga
  Oh, God, yeah
  You better be
  [Verse 1: J. Cole]
  Spiralin' up, just like a rich nigga staircase (Spiral up)
  No fly zone, please stay the fuck out my airspace (Out my face)
  Niggas say things behind backs that they wouldn't dare say (Dare say)
  Know it's on sight when I see you, I'm workin' at Squarespace
  Yeah, top of the mornin', I know that you thought I was dormant
  Woke up early from shots that were swarmin'
  A block full of opps, now the cops in an orbit
  Guess somebody got popped, now thеy knockin' on doors
  Tryna find an informant but I ain't see Nathan
  I'm mindin' my business as God is my witness
  No weapon gon' prospеr that’s formin' against me
  Nigga, I'm starvin', immensely
  Know when I'm done with these songs, you gon' miss me
  Ja Morant, I'm on my Grizzly
  You niggas just cubs but no, not the ones in the big leagues
  After 
  The Fall Off
  , I promise I'm comin' to sellin' out Wrigley's
  Nigga, I'm just a product of poverty, full of narcotics to profit off quickly
  My family tree got a history of users that struggle with demons
  Not really the hustler instincts
  Therefore, often, my pockets was empty
  So while some of my partners was servin' up rocks on the corners, the project assemblies
  Me, I was startin' to envy, wanna be on the top where it's plenty
  Wanna be in the spot like where every bitch want me like Rihanna droppin' new Fenty
  What I see in the sky, the 'Ville is the ceilin', can't reach up too high, evidently
  Nah, shit, I can't reach up too high, evidently
  Never seen no one drivin' a Bentley
  I can't be out here moppin' up Wendy's [Chorus: Morray, 
  J. Cole
  , 
  Morray & J. Cole
  ]
  My life is all I have
  My rhymes, my pen, my pad
  And I done made it out the struggle, don't judge me
  What you sayin' now won't budge me
  'Cause where I come from (
  Come from
  ), so often (
  So often
  )
  People you grow up with layin' in a coffin
  But I done made it through the pain and strife
  It's my time now, my world, my life, my life
  [Verse 2: 21 Savage]
  Say what? The stuff that I've seen got me traumatized
  I let the K go when Johnny died
  Swangin' that muhfucka' side to side
  We don't participate, ain't with that squashin' shit, all we believe in is homicide
  I got a good heart, so I send teddy bears every time we make they mommas cry
  I pray that my past ain't ahead of me (21)
  When I'm in love, I love heavily (On God)
  If you betray me, you dead to me (21)
  I disrespect you respectfully (Straight up)
  I got some partners who left this Earth
  Maybe the pain made a better me (On God)
  Just know that they secrets is kept with me (On God)
  I feel like the streets is in debt with me (Straight up)
  I gave my heart away to all the dawg hoes 'cause that's who accepted me (21)
  I blame my pops for that shit 'cause if he didn't fail, he could've corrected me (21)
  Give all the props to my momma 'cause no matter what, she always protected me (On God)
  I promise you, it ain't no checkin' me (On God)
  Jump in the water, get wet with me (Straight up, 21, 21)
  You want my money or wanna have sex with me?
  Can't let the opps or the law get the best of me
  I get to answerin', you get to testin' me
  I see chicken, you niggas is breast to me
  Planted a seed but it ain't a sesame
  Can't let you niggas or bitches grow next to me [Chorus: Morray, 
  J. Cole
  , 
  Morray & J. Cole
  ]
  My life is all I have
  My rhymes, my pen, my pad
  And I done made it out the struggle, don't judge me
  What you sayin' now won't budge me
  'Cause where I come from (
  Come from
  ), so often (
  So often
  )
  People you grow up with layin' in a coffin
  But I done made it through the pain and strife
  It's my time now, my world, my life, my life