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conversations.value: Write me a song called Key to the Streets with the following description: YFN Lucci teams up with a few other Atlanta locals on this track—Quavo and Takeoff of Migos, and Edgewood rapper Trouble (best known for his 2011 track “Bussin”. The title plays on the word “key"—selling kilos opens doors to the streets.
  Lucci used lyrics from “Key To the Streets” when he publicly feuded with Young Thug over social media at the same time the song dropped. He claimed to be having sex with Young Thug’s fiancee, and tweeted “I GOT YA HOE ON A LEASH.”
  The song’s production also has a reference to Young Thug’s “Power”—it uses the same piano chords (but adds a few of its own) and is written in the same key. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Produced by June James]
  [Chorus: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
  Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese
  We the niggas they wanna be
  Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  [Verse 1: Quavo]
  Young nigga from the Nawf (aye, Nawf yea)
  Got my eye on the streets like a hawk (aye, hawk yea)
  Wrap ‘em, put ‘em on a boat (wrap 'em up)
  Boy you better not choke (boy)
  And there ain't no runnin' off (nawf, nawf)
  We got the key to the streets (streets), everybody notice me (me)
  Used to dream about 50 thousand in my jeans
  Now 50 thousand cheap to me
  Remember the days watching the Hot Boys and Master P
  Now I’m down in Miami
  One phone call, I pull up on Weezy (brr)
  All of my niggas with me, you feel me
  Straps on everybody in the building
  All of niggas came from dealing
  Or either they kicking in doors and stealing
  I feel like I’m not having no feelings
  Before the fame, seen quarter million
  Came from robbing pizza man
  At the top of apartment buildings [Chorus: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  Ho-ho, ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
  Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese
  We the niggas they wanna be
  Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah (Oh)
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, hey, yeah, (Oh)
  [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
  I’m from the dirty, we play dirty
  All these sticks they dirty
  , we don’t fight, get murdered
  If my niggas said, "Fuck you," then I’m sorry for you
  If my niggas ain’t fucking, then get out ho, hurry
  Real trapper, never seen a drought, we gon’ ship ‘em out
  Any problem, we gon’ air ‘em out, what they talking ‘bout?
  We don't count and weigh it now, no we ain’t servin’ no ounce
  We sip purple, we ain’t never out, we ain’t never out, hey, ayy
  Hit up Quavo, we gon’ need another bando
  I’ma flood that bitch with more keys than a piano, yeah
  All these bitches say they love me, I’m so handsome
  Yeah they know ‘bout Lucci, go and ask 'em, they gon tell ya, yeah [Chorus: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels
  I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
  Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese
  We the niggas they wanna be
  Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  [Verse 3: Takeoff & 
  Trouble
  ]
  Takeoff! I got the key to the streets, my nigga
  Just like Dr. Dre, he got the beats (Tell 'em where you come from)
  I come straight up out of 1500
  That’s the block, my niggas over East
  Double-cup, but no iced tea (Lean)
  Pour me a four before I go to sleep (Got to)
  Fucked around and landed in the hospital
  Geekin’ off the Henn' and the lean, whoa
  Takeoff
  ! 
  (Sup Skoob?)
  Man, go head, take off, what, what
   (Bet!)
  24/7, no day off (Naw), balling like we in the playoffs (Ball, ball)
  20 bitches at the playhouse
  You quick to freeze up when that K out (Graow)
  If that bitch ain’t tryna fuck, I kick her out the house
  Like Martin, lil bitty bitch stay out (Bitch)
  They like to whoop me ’til them Ks out
  Get to looking for some ways out
  You niggas ain’t workin’, you're laid off
  Choppa decapitate him, blow his face off (Graow)
  Won’t get it ‘til these niggas laid out
  Assassinating, knock him off like I’m Adolf (Baow)
  Been getting money, 19 with a 650
  Nut seen me stunting, B.I.P., Blood [Chorus: Quavo & 
  YFN Lucci
  ]
  I got money way before the deal (Yah)
  Put my bitches in new pair of heels (Skoob)
  I might fuck your ho and pay her bills (Yeah)
  Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
  (
  Talk to 'em Lu, talk to 'em Lu
  )
  I got your ho on a leash
  Got a plug, he Vietnamese
  We the niggas they wanna be
  Cause we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets
  We got the key to the streets
  Hey, we got the key to the streets, hey, yeah (Oh)