conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Back In Traffic with the following description: Released as part of Apple Music’s Juneteenth compilation, “Back In Traffic” sees Hit-Boy in a rare double-version, as he both produces the track and raps over it, celebrating his current life and reflecting on his accomplishments.
  As confirmed by the artist himself, the melody and the lyrics of the song were actually penned by Kendrick Lamar, while singer-songwriter KIRBY enriches the track with some guest vocals. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Hit-Boy]
  Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga?
  I'm guilty
  World-famous, look
  [Chorus: Hit-Boy]
  Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
  Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul
  Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who both
  Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows (Knows)
  [Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
  Sendin' out a toast to my dawgs, stay ten toes
  Call from GTL, damn, you know how shit go
  Brodie told me, "Zero in with the beam and the scope" (Beam)
  Went down for a mop, he ain't even clean the floor
  Showin' love to my closest, gotta appreciate the moment
  I don't do this for promotion, I just keep this shit in motion
  That's my slogan, way before the quarantine and shit
  My nigga, I was postеd, dirty strap, reported stolen
  Raw, uncut, no еdited (No edited)
  Out the trunk with it, back in traffic yet again (Traffic yet again)
  Life a movie, ain't no way to hit rewind (No rewind)
  It's all by calculation and design, look (For real)
  [Chorus: Hit-Boy]
  Prayin' I don't crash while I'm slidin' down the coast (Coast)
  Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
  Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who both (Both)
  Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows (Knows)
  Would they love me if it fell apart? Yeah, who knows
  Would they love me if it fell apart? [Post-Chorus: KIRBY]
  But don't get back and fall again
  I'm right on time for calls, my friends
  The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends
  Never ends
  [Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
  Roll the pack, push the McLaren through Ocean Ave
  Mint color millionaires, gon' take out the soldier rags
  Shit been off a big load, pinky and my wrist froze
  Then thought it was Kenpo, my dawg pull in, kick doors
  Met a plug from Maryland, heir or not, I'm arrogant
  Clear stones, rare shit, back in traffic yet again (Traffic)
  Loadin' up the chamber, send the shot, 
  the E chop
   (Bah)
  When the money talk, the only time I eavesdrop (Hello?)
  Cut the lights on 'em, then I circle back (Circle back)
  Flippin' back through the drive-thru, servin' 'em fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
  Bitch, I came straight off the block, ain't no blockin' me (I'm the realest)
  HB the origin, the etymology (Yeah)
  [Chorus: Hit-Boy]
  Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
  Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
  Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who both (Yeah)
  Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows
  (Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?)
  Would they love me if it fell apart? Yeah, who knows
  (Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?)
  Would they love me if it fell apart? [Post-Chorus: KIRBY]
  But don't get back and fall again
  I'm right on time for calls, my friends
  The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends
  Never ends
  [Outro: Hit-Boy]
  Hit-Boy on the beat and all that
  Hit-Boy on the flow and all that
  Yeah