conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Soul Survivor with the following description: Remix of Young Jeezy and Akon’s 2005 collaboration.
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gczBgNB-p1wExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Wayne]
  I be like why not?
  My nigga Khaled in here with me
  I fucks with my homie
  TS
  [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
  Young boy call me Weezy F Baby
  Got a whole lot of money, and a bunch of ways to make it
  I'mma country ass nigga got diamonds in my teeth ho
  Chopper that I'm toting make me feel like Deebo
  Rock a nigga boat then speed off on the speedboat
  Take a nigga ho and skeet all in her speedo's
  Take a nigga ho and show her how to break a kilo
  Show the bitch how to turn a bird into a beetle
  Weezle F. Baby, no cliche
  Just money, hard dick, no foreplay
  Standing in the court way, fuck what the court say
  There's money on the corner baby, welcome to my workplace
  Sippin' with my drink laced, you know how I get down
  I promise baby I'mma fall asleep if I sit down
  Uptown his town, Hollygrove hizzound
  Fuck with the little man, you will never get found
  211 187, I'm on a mission
  Mother fuck whoever higher, but I gotta get mine
  This time I'm going for the big climb
  And the boy about to incline, Jigga man I'm nearby
  When it come to realize, the sooner they'll feel mine
  But I ain't on that, I got money on my mizz-ind
  Little ass niggas, stand tall like I'm 6'9"
  Cash Money, Young Money, meet you at the finish line, bitch nigga [Verse 2: Mack Maine]
  See all these new rappers got me missin' Biggie and Pac
  And all these fake Jacobs made me get rid of my watch
  And Hollygrove you can't get rid of my block
  With all these big-heads, you'd think this was Benjamin's block homie
  Cinnamon drop hop out spit at your pops
  Behind mine, I'll do 10 in the box nigga
  My neck of the woods is Uptown ask for me
  Young Maine, Young Money, Cash Money, Fast Money
  Had the fiends hittin' the wall thinkin' that they crash dummies
  While you little petty hustlers struggling for gas money
  I'm on a full tank, bitch I'm bout me
  You'll probably catch me and Weezy Baby on South Beach
  In back of the Phantom the TVs playing
  The game about to start, some bitch singing the National Anthem (fuck)
  Whether it's the streets or the CDs, y'all gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
  [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
  If you lookin' for me I be with your bitch nigga
  Ho I done fucked and she done sucked my dick (yea)
  If it ain't 'bout dollars (yea), then I can't holler (yea)
  And everybody know the Birdman the king
  And he love his son Wayne so he give me everything
  And that's the logics nigga watch it
  Keep my name up outta that nigga gossip
  Money gon' drain like a brand new faucet
  Aren't you conscious? alert for the coppers
  They give us the work then throw us in jail
  Don't smile for the cameras gotta know when to sail
  I'm blowin' an L, low in the 12
  I ain't trippin' on life, I'm a go when I shall
  I'm a gangsta baby I'm a gangsta
  Weezy Baby please say the baby