conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called These Scars with the following description: On “These Scars,” Meek raps about moving on from his flex-heavy lifestyle and investing money to build a Monopoly, while Future touches on other lifestyle issues including “friends turned foes” and paparazzi spreading rumours.
  The chorus features the voice of Guordan and shows the dark side of a luxury lifestyle. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
  When I was on 'gram entertaining all the rap beefs
  We was on the hood goin' to war on the backstreets
  Bulletproof Caddy like who said they gon' get at me
  Pull up in your hood, niggas running like a track meet
  No more Rollies, I'm just buying more properties
  Young niggas watching me, give 'em that game properly
  Past go twice, skip jail, build a monopoly
  Don't let 'em trick you outta your spot
  Nigga you gotta be retardo if you could treat me out this new Gallardo
  Since I been gettin' it, ain't miss a season from Ricardo
  Tisci when they see me, know me at Wells Fargo
  Still rappin' like it's no tomorrow
  So I don't have to stand, let me borrow
  And let you in my circle, but that's coming with a cost though
  You don't work, you gon' starve yo
  Dime in the crib, tip-toeing on the marble
  Rockin' all this ice, I'm just tryna hide my scars tho
  Somethin' 'bout that Wraith and them lights, how them stars glow
  Give me motivation, out in Miami, know the Haitians
  All the hitters got the bitches and I'm MMG
  A legend on Collins how they gon' remember me
  Young niggas
  [Chorus: Guordan Banks]
  The land they gave us was always ours
  Don't close the door, you owe us more, uhh
  I know that it's hard to face reality, mm
  And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
  And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah
  And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
  If you never seen a dream fade away behind all these bars
  And only God can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh [Verse 2: Future]
  Patek on, iced out, yeah yeah (Yeah, yeah)
  Hundred rounds, brrr, spend live by (Brr)
  Drankin' purple lean, fuck Moscato
  Ridin' in them Wraiths like a shotta (Skrrt skrrt)
  Skipped out of school, whipped a deuce to a four
  Chanel on my whore, got the marble on my floor
  Ten mil' deal  just to wear Diadora
  I secure the bag first round, that's of course
  Cocaina white inside, that's a Porsche
  Came from the gutter, nigga trapping is a sport
  Young nigga don't spray the drum in the court
  Pass the Actavis, pop the seal like a cork
  They running out of info, making rumors, what's your source?
  Friends turned to foes, niggas leavin' me no choice
  Hoes gettin' exposed, make a nigga cut them short
  Hit a few licks before I made it out of choice
  [Chorus: Guordan Banks]
  The land they gave us was always ours
  Don't close the door, you owe us more, uhh
  I know that it's hard to face reality, mm
  And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
  And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah
  And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
  If you never seen a dream fade away behind all these bars
  And only God can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh