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conversations.value: Write me a song called I Kill For Fun with the following description: Kanye West and YNW Melly reunite for their second collaboration on “I Kill For Fun.” The track was reportedly recorded during a Miami Yandhi studio session in January 2019, before Melly went to jail. Judging by footage from the sessions and the recording quality, the track is merely a freestyle that wasn’t developed further.
  The title likely holds special meaning for YNW Melly, who faces pending murder charges for the killing of two of his closest friends. Melly famously addressed his murderous tendencies on his breakthrough March 2017 hit track, “Murder on My Mind” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: YNW Melly]
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, come on that bitch like
  [Verse 1: YNW Melly]
  I‘m not psycho, I‘m just conscious
  I‘m not rude bitch, I‘m just honest
  I fucked her in her Balenciagas and then I went to her mama
  Then fucked on her mama, might fly the ho to the islands
  I‘m like hold up lil bitch you wildin‘
  I‘m straight out the gutter, y'all straight outta Harlem
  You run up on Melly and I‘m bustin‘ your noggin
  Fuck nigga talkin', get your own followers
  Loaded the carbon, let the bitch swallow him
  Bitch I’m a demon, bitch I‘m a killer
  Loaded the carbon I‘m all 'bout my skrilla
  Robbin' these niggas and takin' these niggas
  Robbin' these niggas, but now I‘m on beats
  I used to rob niggas for their money
  Now I‘m killin' niggas on the track
  Shout out to my young nigga, Track, huh
  I kill a nigga 'bout that
  Nigga got racks, nigga got racks
  B-L-Double O-D, this shit like why you always spankin'
  I‘m on the NBA Live with the Steph
  I kill it for real, this nigga wasn't braggin'
  I loaded the carbon and make this shit happen
  I look at him like, "Nigga what happened?"
  He lookin' at me, that boy tryna flex
  I need that boy sittin' dead on the bench
  I‘m ballin' for real, your ass on the bench
  I remember just gettin' pitched
  I was lookin' down, my other pastor booted in the church, ha
  Young rich nigga get money, run up on me your ass get murked, huh
  These niggas pussy, I swear I fucked up, yeah
  That boy try run in a skirt, huh
  Up the pistol then skrrt, off
  These pussy niggas, yeah, they really 'bout to somethin'
  Nigga what the fuck do you mean?
  I'm with Kanye in Hawaii, playin' golf
  Y'all lil' pussy ass niggas too soft, yeah yeah they soft
  I‘m horny, that‘s a warning
  Yeah, I'm just gon' pass it to 'Ye, pass it to 'Ye [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  Run in the store and I pass it to 'Ye
  Goin' goin' 'till I'm passin' away
  Goin' strong with a password to safe
  Headed down, I don't know how this is late
  No, no, don't throw nothin' away
  Strong, strong, wanna lead 'em away
  Bitches, call but at the end of the day
  Hunnid' K is my Minimum Wage
  KKK, we gon' fill out the state
  Goin' strong at the end of the day
  They feelin' the way, I'm feelin' the stage
  I'm feelin' the state how I'm killin' the state
  I got business today, I got business today
  I did it today, where's the debate?
  All in my way, I'm on the way
  What they say? Hannibal
  Rose gold pedestal
  Hannibal, edible, Trump
  Give it to him, way that I, hold it up
  Count it up, surround it up (Haha)
  I'm out of luck, count it up
  Forget it up, no, they not enough
  Run it up, run it up, don't you run it up
  Edible, wide eyes, this dude goes for the cheddar
  Count it up