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conversations.value: Write me a song called Made with the following description: “Made” is a collaboration between Big Sean and Drake that appears on Sean’s August 2010 mixtape Finally Famous Vol. 3: BIG. On the celebratory track, the rappers boast about finally earning mainstream success and for their burgeoning rap careers. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Drake]
  Low-key Peter Parker flow
  Tell her bring some Ace of Spades no sparklers though
  Private flights no hassle I just park and go
  I’m the highlight like when markers glow
  Oooooh, look what you created
  Only got yourself to blame, I remember when you hated ooooh
  Now you tell me take my time
  How bout I just take your city make that muthaf-cker mine uh ha
  I’m a 
  underground king
   ho, 
  I sit tall, I swang low
  The game ain't always fair and thats the thing though
  You can play your heart out everyone don’t get a ring though
  You are in the presence of a champion
  Bout to get a condo that I can fit your mansion in
  You always be calling her, she ain’t never answering
  You ain’t figured out I am the reason that she canceling
  I be at the parties where you stuck outside and can’t come in
  Call me Ron Burgundy y'all the other anchormen
  Whats on the news trick, gossiping bout music
  Cause rumours I’m the new shit and guess what it’s true bitch
  [Hook: Drake]
  We made it
  We made it
  We made it
  They hate it
  They hate it
  They hate it
  They hate it [Refrain: Drake, 
  Big Sean
  ]
  I feel like we made it
  But we ain't made enough
  It's so amazing
  You woulda thought we made it up
  Man I was made to be greater
  Made for the grind
  Made for the lights
  Made for the shine
  [Verse 2: Big Sean]
  Ay look, I need less friends more bread
  Less talk more head
  Used to ride escorts now I get escorted (do it)
  I’m just waiting on my cue dog no pledge
  Said she like all girls I turn that bitch co-ed
  Threw on my track team handed my baton to her
  Passed her blew her off, I chronic Veronica
  Who got up on my nerves so I had to platonic her
  No that ain't my girl but every leader needs a Monica
  I’m the head of my estate ain't that ironic huh
  I want the baddest chick to treat my stick like a thermometer
  Ohh, I’m who they going ape shit over
  I’m who your girlfriend acting like she ain't shit over
  See broads over niggas but business over broads
  See business equals money and money’s over all
  I’m tryna move my momma from the ghettos to the meadows
  Well she can’t stay in that fucking hood forever, forever
  Was made for that Mick Jagger shit
   baggage check and a chick
  Fast girls, faster whip, big chains master shit
  Bitch I’m living everyday month yearly
  Yell until you muthfuckers hear me, we made it [Hook: Drake]
  We made it
  We made it
  We made it
  They hate it
  They hate it
  They hate it
  They hate it