conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Not New To This with the following description: The seventh track off the mixtape “For Those Who Don’t Know”.
  On this cut, I vent about the people who I’m supposed to look up to. At times, they don’t seem to hold the position of role model so well.
  The beat used is “6 God” by Drake.
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conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Instrumental: 6 God by Drake
  [First Verse]
  Why they telling me I can’t do it?
  When they don’t know a fucking thing
  They see happiness as something that the money brings
  And I’m the dummy here that’s fumbling
  I’m done with this/ me; I’m having none of it
  Jumping out the thunder still I’m wondering
  They hear my words but think of me as drunk I mean
  Nothing I could conjure up would ever pick me up
  I need something made of substance or I’ll always be kept underneath
  And as much as I would love to be the one that cuts the leash
  And lets you open up your minds and wander free
  I just can’t/ used to think my father could
  But if he failed then I don’t stand a fucking chance
  I’m hearing stories of these people past their forties
  Acting borderline mature and boy this shit’s just getting boring
  So I’m calling just to call out this moronic kinda BS
  And alleviate this stress/ I’m going all in ‘til I’ve poured it out
  [Hook: Drake]
  I’m not new to this
  Coming from the motherfucking 6 side
  I’m not new to this
  Niggas wouldn’t make it on this side
  I’m not new to this
  I’m not new
  I’m not new [Second Verse]
  Lord knows
  He knows it better than you ever could
  I’m feeling so unsettled
  If you knew me well you’d know for sure
  I never would attack you out of hate
  In fact I feel I have to say I wrote this out of love
  I’m only stepping foot in these territories
  Simply ‘cause I’m sick of hearing everybody
  Peddling their beefs and their opinions
  Every second always talking him and her
  And he did this and he got that and she got this and he knows her
  You react in such a way that’s so confusing to me
  ‘Cause I grew up with you in my head as someone to look up to
  Now I’m losing you/ believe me when I say I feel so stupid
  Who could look up to some people hooked on beef
  And just gossiping and frolicking in politics
  And all of it’s just knocking on my head
  This shit’s a problem
  So I’m shooting just to hook you in
  And help you out before I snap and have to look towards the hookah
  Temper rising ‘cause I’m trapped inside this pressure cooker
  Surrounded by these people I should break my neck to look up to
  But every time I look up I don’t see a thing
  So only place to look now is look down
  And look at all these overgrown children
  Hold in my emotion with an overdose building
  Sober up and hoping for a colder soul
  Still sit holding onto hope although I know it won’t kill this
  Bullshit so I’m diving in this pool and going comatose
  Ill shit/ my anger’s got this pen in my hand
  Penning this banger as penance for any disrespect
  I may have sent your way
  Let me reassess my manners
  But this ain’t no apology
  I just feel uncomfortable
  I’m airing out my family but still I feel I need to do it
  Just to get this off my chest
  I’m mad but see I love you still
  I fucking will until my end
  I’ll punch your grill from time to time
  In the hope I let you know just how I fucking feel
  Throw dirt on my state of mind/ no doubt it’s messy
  Give a shout to Messi/ put me on this beat to beat it down
  And show how deadly I can get if you were to ever send a hint
  That you’d go out your way to just go disrespect me
  ‘Cause I can be as disrespectful as Fifty dissing Game and Buck
  Or Shady taking ladies and their babies
  And explaining how his chainsaw’s gonna wake ‘em up
  It’s crazy how I use to be
  Now usually I straight up question anyone that says some shit
  That’s news to me/ I’ve grown up/ still see the world as beautiful
  But thing is now I just don’t act as beautifully
  And I feel like friend or fam I’ll end it now
  This is who I grew into/ who gives a shit?
  You knew me then/ try know me now
  I hold my sound in ‘til I spit
  Then I’m back to laying low
  I’ll show you how
  You get close
  You sit back
  Don’t get close
  Then next step – stay mellow
  And then what?
  You get fucking used to me
  Ha…