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conversations.value: Write me a song called PTSD with the following description: G Herbo recruits frequent collaborators Lil Uzi Vert, Chance the Rapper and Juice WRLD for the title track of his February 2020 album PTSD. The song marks Juice’s second posthumous release, following his January 2020 song with Eminem: “Godzilla“. The PTSD album artwork features a tribute to many of Herbo’s deceased friends, including Juice WRLD, who can be spotted towards the middle area.
  “PTSD” details the four artists' experiences with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, a mental health condition that develops in some people who have experienced a shocking event. G Herbo opened up about his experience with the disorder for Hip Hop DX:
  [Seeing a therapist] was probably my first introduction to me embracing my PTSD. We’re so immune to a lot of this stuff that goes on in the inner city with like violence, going to jail and all that kind of shit, that we don’t know that we suffer from these mental health issues. I’m a product of that. I seen my first murder at nine years old.
  It’s worth noting that G Herbo, Lil Uzi and Chance have previously appeared together on Herbo’s February 2018 song “Everything (Remix)“. Juice has also collaborated multiple times before with G Herbo, such as on the 2018 track “Honestly”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  D.A. got that—
  D.A. got that dope
  [Chorus: Juice WRLD]
  I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
  I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
  I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
  Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
  I got a war zone on inside of my head
  I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
  I've seen my brothers fall over and over again
  Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD
  [Verse 1: G Herbo]
  I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef
  Always yelling names that's deceased
  I go off my mind and my instinct (And my instinct)
  Shootin' at the same time, we was in sync
  On the same thing, tryna repeat (Repeat)
  We was in them whips, right back on the enemies
  Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat
  Fuck it, out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release
  And we in a car real fast from police
  Shots fired back, but his ass in the street
  When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany
  Knowing if they call, it ain't shit they can't get from me
  Lot of warfare, 17, had a 50 piece
  Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna kill a G
  (Royalty) Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys
  (Loyalty) 
  Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean
  I can't sleep 'cause it's a war zone in my head
  My killers good, they know I'm hands-on with the bread
  A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry and seeing red
  How the fuck I'm 'posed to have fun? All my niggas dead [Chorus: Juice WRLD & 
  Chance The Rapper
  ]
  I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
  I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
  I don't belong, I see my past everywhere
  Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
  I got a war zone on inside of my head
  I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead
  I've seen my brothers fall over and over again (
  Hunh
  )
  Don't stand too close to me (
  Igh
  ), I got PTSD
  [Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
  Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah)
  Running so fast, dodging raindrops
  'Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah)
  'Member thinking that that bitch probably ain't cocked (Yeah)
  'Member I was with my mama one time
  Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot (Bow)
  Point-blank, head hanging off his tank top (Woo)
  Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop (Skrrt)
  Quiet ride there, picked up 
  San Andreas
   (Hunh)
  Certain things we ain't talk about, mama, we just prayed off
  We seen it all, don't get involved
  Carry the weight of the world like a shawl (Yeah)
  Conceal and revealing to people in court
  I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil, in case you thought a nigga forgot it
  When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets (Tsk)
  Please do not run up on me, not even as fans
  Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan
  I'm flying, I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan (Igh) [Bridge: Juice WRLD & 
  Lil Uzi Vert
  ]
  The days seem longer as life gets shorter
  We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order
  Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order
  Leaving me with anxiety, fucking up my sobriety (
  Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
  )
  [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
  It's a war zone laying inside my head
  I still think about all my niggas that's dead
  I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said
  I'm too paranoid, I make sure all my opps, they bled (Woah)
  Draining all my energy, no, I cannot sleep, uh-huh
  I'm affected by the streets, no appetite, I can't eat
  I only see red when I see, I think it's my PTSD (Damn)
  I think it's my PTSD (Woah), I think it's my PTSD, yeah (Woah)
  [Outro: Juice WRLD]
  I turn the news on when I smell death in the air