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conversations.value: Write me a song called Free Uzi with the following description: “Free Uzi” is Lil Uzi Vert’s first release since his September 2018 single “New Patek.” The instrumental, produced by DJ L Beats, was originally used in G Herbo’s 2012 single “Gangway.”
  The song’s title is in correlation to Uzi’s public struggles with Don Cannon and DJ Drama’s record label, Generation Now, to which he signed to in 2015. Fans would persistently beg both Cannon and Drama to “free Uzi” for months, calling for the release of his forthcoming second studio album, Eternal Atake.
  Due to the fact that Atlantic Records nor Generation Now authorized the song’s release, Uzi uploaded “Free Uzi” to streaming services himself through DistroKid. As a result of this, the first service to release the song was TIDAL, which many fans assumed was in connection to his recent management deal with JAY-Z’s entertainment company, Roc Nation. Throughout the day, the song was released on all remaining streaming platforms, followed by its accompanying music video directed by Qasquiat. The song, however, would be subsequently removed from all streaming platforms a day after its release, presumably by Uzi’s label.
  “Free Uzi” was first previewed by Uzi in a video posted to his Instagram story on March 25, 2019. In the video, he can be seen in Roc Nation Studios, recording ad-libs over the song that would release three days later. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  (
  Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?
  )
  Free Uzi, yeah
  (
  This an L beat, oh
  )
  [Verse 1]
  Yeah, I remember when that girl didn't need me
  I didn’t have no money, and I couldn't find out what's the reason (Why?)
  Now that ho back on my team, ’cause my neck wet like a squeegee (Woah)
  We served them packs in the net, we get them racks like Serena, uh (Woo)
  Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna trap today
  When you get money every day like Saturday (Woo)
  Nigga's lyin', yeah, he stuck with a cappin' face
  Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC today (Woo)
  This my I-don't-even-know-um-what-happened face
  Grandma in the kitchen still singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)
  I just popped a G6, I'm in my happy place
  She was trippin’, had to ask her, "What Perc’ you take?" (Let's go!)
  [Chorus]
  I can make your lil’ bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first, then we can have a after-date (Yeah)
  Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)
  Make it rain in the club, like a nasty day
  Told 'em that I'm comin’, oh, no ejaculate
  Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin' cake
  Fuck that overcoat, and I swear your jacket late
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, that's half the face (Let's go)
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
  Yes, we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go) [Verse 2]
  I was steppin' on the beat, took a nap on it
  If she shake her ass, you know I'm gon' slap on it
  She was suckin' my dick right on her knees
  Her mama bust in, she said, "Girl, what is happenin'?"
  She said, "Baby, you know your dad a panther?"
  She said, "Mama, I'm just doin' the Kaepernick"
  Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that I'm stackin' chips
  Got a tattooed face so you can't see my blasphemy
  It's some niggas that really just wan' blast at me
  But you know I got some niggas that blast for me
  I'm not tall, but I ball like a athlete
  Count my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete
  Had to get my business together (Yup)
  I had three million in taxes (I did)
  I got it all off on this level (Yup)
  They said it's three million that's missin'
  I ain't say nothin', I stayed level (Ooh)
  Couple dolls on me, say, "Hey, yellow"
  This that my-money-gon'-stay level (Ooh)
  I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay rebel (Yup)
  Backwood on me, bitch, you stay 'rello (What else?)
  I got my metal, so stay mellow
  Got them boulders, my neck won't see a pebble (Uh)
  [Chorus]
  I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first, then we can have a after-date (Yeah)
  Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)
  Make it rain in the club, like a nasty day
  Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
  Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin' cake
  Fuck that overcoat, and I swear your jacket late
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, that's half the face (Let's go)
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
  Yes, we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go) [Verse 3]
  Foreign car, make your bitch wanna hop in it (Skrrt)
  Don't know my name, but she start givin' top in it
  Lil Uzi make these bitches wan' flock in it
  Wonton, flood the block with some Wock' in it
  They saw us comin', so they all just start hop the fence
  Gangway, yeah, you know you get shot in it
  Alexander Wang, bitch, I came from poverty
  Got a plug, bring that shit right from Providence
  Kill a opp, now my boys gonna hibernate
  Sike, nah, they back on it the next day
  The reason he died 'cause that boy gon' hesitate
  Nigga, you started this shit, I'm just, "Let's play"
  She suck on my dick 'til that bitch gon' regurgitate
  She tellin' you that she never even heard of me
  I can't trust none of these niggas, might turn on me
  I'm still a millionaire, this shit not hurtin' me (Woah)
  But it's hurtin' you (Yeah)
  And I know the truth
  I still watch Big Bang Theory, that's the nerd in me
  I remember when your ass was just swervin' me
  Please keep that same energy with the urgency
  I'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my name Hercules
  Bulletproof on my tank, that's my insurgency
  These old niggas wan' rob me like a burglary (Let's go) [Chorus]
  I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first, then we can have a after-date (Free Uzi)
  Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Free Uzi)
  Make it rain in the club, like a nasty day
  Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate (Yeah)
  Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin' cake
  Fuck that overcoat, and I swear your jacket late
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, that's half the face (Let's go)
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
  Yes, we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it
  [Outro]
  Free Uzi