conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called I Feel Good with the following description: “I Feel Good” is the third track from Lil Wayne’s 11th and “comeback” album, the Free Weezy Album.
  Produced by Infamous & T@, the instrumental samples “I Got You (I Feel Good)” from the one and only James Brown.
  
  When the album was re-released to all music streaming platforms on its fifth birthday, this track and “He’s Dead” were omitted, likely due to sample clearing issues. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Tunechi
  Baby
  (Hey!)
  [Verse 1]
  Uh, Lord I think I'm ballin' too hard
  And my girlfriend think she too much
  All she do is get pretty, I get shitfaced
  Don't we make a cute couple?
  To a broke heart we look like 2 bucks
  I got a posse full of hitters
  And a pocket full of "In God We Trust"
  It's been so long since I said "It cost too much"
  I'm so addicted to the fast money lifestyle
  And withdrawal sucks
  And dead presidents act immortal
  But I know you see money's not a problem
  Bal' like a butch bitch
  Let's go on a shopping spree, take that shit to Goodwill
  Money in a shoebox, what's up with all these shoeboxes?
  Baby, I'm my own boss, "Dwayne, you gon' get you fired!"
  [Hook]
  But I feel good, woo
  I knew that I would, yeah
  I feel good, yeah
  I'm smoking that good, yeah
  I feel good, yeah
  My girl got that good, yeah
  Girl your pussy so good
  And these hoes is no good
  But I got you, yeah
  Girl your pussy so good (so good)
  And these hoes is no good (no good)
  But I got you, yeah
  I got you, wooo [Verse 2]
  Woo, Tunechi, baby, yeah
  They say "Boy put some money aside"
  Don't tell me what to do with mine
  All my kids already rich, and they kids, and they kids...
  They think money grow on trees
  And as tall as they grew, I climbed
  Knock-knock "Who's there?" Hah!
  I told the bitch "It's just money"
  The road can get a lil bumpy
  So, on the low, I got that blow
  And ya nose gon' feel like a trumpet
  I'm goin home to my lil mama, she call me Big Poppa
  She get hard dick and McDonald's
  Cause she so tired of them Whoppers
  I fuck her good, so proper, she say my name in Opera
  I turn into a Piranha, then eat it like Tilapia
  She know I'm going through a lot
  So she say my name in Gospel
  No weapon formed against Weezy shall prosper
  [Hook]
  And I feel good, yeah
  I knew that I would, yeah
  And I'm still hood, yeah
  Shoutout to my hood
  I was sick of stuntin'  but I feel cured
  Leave yo ass in the woods, yeah
  And these hoes is no good, no good
  But I got a few, yeah
  These hoes is no good (no good)
  These hoes is no good (no good)
  But, fuck it, I got you, ah
  Fuck 'em I got you, ah [Outro]
  And I feel good
  Tunechi, baby (Hey!)
  I feel good, yeah
  Woo! Like diamonds on wood
  Woo, mmm, ow! yeah
  I feel good, yeah
  My girl got that good, yeah
  Girl, your pussy so good
  And these hoes is no good
  But I got you, yeah
  (Woaw!)