conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called In The Sun with the following description: The thirteenth track on Casino Life 2: Brown Bag Legend, produced by Cool & Dre, features another French Montana-Curren$y collaboration, the two appeared on a track by the same name In The Sun five years earlier.
  Curren$y verse is also the first verse on 100 Spokes, from his newest mixtape Even More Saturday Night Car Tunes. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Hook: French Montana]
  Can't tell me nothing bout this feeling
  You can't tell me nothing
  Can't tell me nada
  Oh la la, Ooh la la la [x2]
  [Verse 1: Curren$y]
  Cut a moon roof in the '72
  That's what the paper tell me do
  Spaceship came through, slayed you
  Thinkin' that the game new, fool who raised you?
  I ain't got time to save you
  Paydays I'm on the way to
  State to state, many a stage and venue
  The stoned saga continues
  I'm fin to, collect more residuals
  Off digitals and physical
  Record in the fortress stable of Ferrari horses
  Paved the driveway parked exotics on it
  Looking at 'em just make me want more shit
  I'm addicted to this hustle I'm so sick
  Tug of war with my girl cause I can't split into two people
  Wanna work just as bad as I wanna be with you
  Sitting in my homeboys Regal, higher than a eagle
  Thinking of a loophole to squeeze through
  Leave to that paper that's church, cathedral
  Take my Kangol off before I enter the bistro
  Crooks gotta eat too, in a castle with platters of seafood
  Lavish extravagance wishing it could be you
  See you when I see you
  And when I do don't be looking all evil and deceitful 100 spokes and new clothes [x4]
  [Hook]
  Can't tell me nothing bout this feeling
  You can't tell me nothing
  Can't tell me nada
  Oh la la, Ooh la la la [x2]
  [Verse 2: French Montana]
  Hopped out the blue smoking purple
  Free boss don on my shirt
  My niggas they always earn
  Tell em niggas all lay down
  Yeaa you remember me?
  Connected from the bottom like the letter v
  I turn strangers to best friends
  Best friends to strangers, jealousy and anger
  Same water soften up the potatoes, boil up the egg
  It ain't where you from it's your circumstances
  Trips to Kansas, never question, answer
  Had to build an empire, just to build a mansion
  Got the bread left the bacon as 
  salaam-alaikum
  Why hate? Cop an i8 one weekend
  Everyday's crunch time like the last point
  If I don't make it i'll be talking through the glass joint [Hook]
  Can't tell me nothing bout this feeling
  You can't tell me nothing
  Can't tell me nada
  Oh la la, Ooh la la la [x2]