conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Club Paradise with the following description: Club Paradise is the third of four songs that Drake dropped in anticipation for his upcoming album, Take Care. The chorus features backup vocals by The Weeknd.
  On August 2, 2019, the song was re-released after Drake dropped Care Package on all major streaming platforms — a project he describes as “some of our most important moments together available in one place.” The release comes nearly six months after Drake re-released his breakout mixtape So Far Gone.
  Bob Marley’s speech at the end of the original song is missing from the re-released version on Care Package, most likely due to Drake being unable to clear the sample from Marley’s estate.
  This song shows Drizzy feeling melancholy about his success and the toll it’s taken on those he left behind. The title is a reference to Drake’s favorite strip club in Toronto.
  
  Drake’s 2012 headlining tour was called Club Paradise. He was accompanied by A$AP Rocky and Kendrick Lamar on the tour. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Ha, yeah
  [Verse 1]
  They say that all your old girls got somebody new
  I said, "Damn, really? Even Rosemary? Even Leann Sealy?"
  They said, "Fucking right, they were the first to go"
  It's nothing personal
  It's just that all them women that you slept on been working though
  They've been saving up, new niggas came around, they been waking up
  With 
  "I swear, you don't know this city anymore
  They might have loved you before
  But you're out here doing your thing, they don't know you"
  Ah, sure they do, they just not as sincere
  It's crazy all the emotions forgot in a year
  She like, "Why you even give a fuck, you not even here?"
  Well, out there there ain't nothing for me and I think I need to come home
  [Chorus]
  Tell me, who did I leave behind?
  You think it got to me, I can just read your mind
  You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now
  Uh, but believe I remember it all
  [Verse 2]
  I be with my nigga Chubbs, he in love with street shit
  No wonder why I feel awkward at this Fashion Week shit
  No wonder why I keep fucking up the double-cheek kiss
  And long for that ignorant Young Money Miami Beach shit
  Couple artists got words for me, that's never fun
  They say it's on when they see me, that day don't ever come
  I'm never scared, they never real, I never run
  When all is said and done, more is always said than done
  And I was told once, things will change
  By a nigga named Tip when my deal came
  Told me it's all good, even when it feel strange
  Now I'm that guy that know them strippers by their real names
  Rochelle, Jordan
  Thick bitches, they just talked me out of four grand
  How'd a pile of kush become a mountain of truth?
  How'd a bottle of wine become the fountain of youth?
  Damn, my biggest fear is losing it all
  Remember how I used to feel at the start of it
  And now I'm living a muhfucking fairy tale
  And still trying to keep you feeling a part of it
  Yeah, just lie to my ears
  Tell me it feel the same, that's all I've been dying to hear
  Lights get low and that's when I have my brightest ideas
  And I heard my city feel better than ever, that's why I gotta come home [Chorus]
  Tell me, who did I leave behind?
  You think it got to me, I can just read your mind
  You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now
  Uh, but believe I remember it all
  [Verse 3]
  My mother is back to who she was years ago
  It's like a new page me and her are beginning on
  I wish she'd stop checking up on women I can't stand
  'Cause I got new girls I could use her opinion on
  She thinks I've become a slave to the wealth
  But I'd never break the promises I made to myself
  And I would never make up names for myself
  Then change the names that I just gave to myself
  Certain rappers would call me to say "What up, though?"
  I used to brag about it to my friends
  And now I'm feeling like all of these niggas cutthroat
  And maybe that's all they do is just pretend
  Damn, but I bought it though, I believed it
  Yeah, I thought it and I achieved it
  Yeah, so show me love, show me fuckin' love
  'Cause I thought it was all I needed
  Yeah, clearly I was wrong about it all along
  And this'll be the year that I won't even feel shit
  They trip off the amount of people that I brought along
  But I'm just trying to be surrounded by some real shit
  Need credentials for every one of these Toronto kids
  I promised they'd see it with me, we just trying to live
  I told 'em we about to get it and we finally did
  Listen closely to my shit, I swear it's sounding like home [Chorus]
  Tell me, who did I leave behind?
  You think it got to me, I can just read your mind
  You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now
  Uh, but believe I remember it all
  [Outro: Bob Marley]
  Well, you see, the way I feel about the music, it can be copied, you know?
  But, it’s not copy do it, it’s the feel, you know? It carry a feel
  Well, you ask plenty musicians – them know it, but them can't do it
  Some people still searching for this truth here