conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Tryna’ Tryna’ with the following description: Durk teams up with Def Jam label mate Logic for another signature Durk styled track about partying, drinking etc.
  Durk on the collaboration:
  I connected with Logic off twitter, we was politickin', the fans wanted to see it. I got in his DMs, he got in mine. We got each others numbers. He sent me a song, I sent him one," Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
  Cut that music off, I ain't wit' no other shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  I-I-I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit' that fuckin' shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You-you-you came for me? Well, I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
  [Chorus: Lil Durk]
  I'm just tryna, tryna, tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  All this money, I'm just really tryna (Turn up)
  With the gang, and I'm really tryna (Turn up)
  This-this-this my city, and I'm tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  [Verse 1: Lil Durk]
  How many licks do it take till you get to the center of her mouth? (Whoa)
  She geekin', she tweakin', we turnt up, we got it, we all in the pot (Skrrt, elf)
  KOD, QOD, Magic, we fuckin' the sacks up in five
   (Fuckin' the sacks up in five)
  Gas and mud, I be off the drugs, don't touch, I'm feelin' a little cocky
   (Errf)
  They ring any bitches wanna fuck now ([?])
  Pop bottles like I won a fuckin' touchdown (Sko)
  If you sober, scoot over, I do drugs now (Whoa)
  Party prolly got me all in the clubs now (Gang)
  Pour some lean with no coco (Coco), we be rockin' rollies, no JoJo (Rich)
  And we off the drinks, so slow mo' (Whoa), I get twenty a show, no promo (Gang)
  Bitches get naked and 
  do it for the Vine
   (Bitches get naked and do it for the Vine)
  So she gon' turn up and do it for the guys (Turn up and do it for the guys)
  She sippin' on Henny, she mix it wit' Remy (Boom)
  She suckin' on me while I pull on her Remy (Boom, boom, boom)
  She shy like the city but change for them Benji's (Gang, gang)
  The mula, the Fendis, I turn up for what? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what!) [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
  Cut that music off, I ain't wit' no other shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  I-I-I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit' that fuckin' shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You-you-you came for me? Well, I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
  [Chorus: Lil Durk]
  I'm just tryna, tryna, tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  All this money, I'm just really tryna (Turn up)
  With the gang, and I'm really tryna (Turn up)
  This-this-this my city, and I'm tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  [Verse 2: Logic]
  Yeah
  Dressed up in that white linen
  All black windows, I had to tint 'em
  That work, work, put 'em in the dirt
  Let em' all lurk, know I had to get up with Durk
  We never hurt, hurt, know the deal
  Tour sold out, so you know it's real
  From Chi City to the fuckin' bank
  Sinatra money, I've been Frank
  Lemme get it, I got it, never feelin' divided, homie, on the real though
  How you feel though? V's up, keep it trill though
  Oh yeah, one time, oh yeah, one time
  Bitch, I been under pressure
  Always giving it everything that I got
  Never the lesser, turn on my compressor
  It's right on the dresser
  Been ruling the game, and nobody could measure
  I know it's- [Bridge: Logic]
  You and me, you and-, you and me
   (Aw, yeah, aww, yeah- 
  You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
  )
  They don' give a damn who I am
   (
  You, you, you, you, you, you
  )
  Bitch, I'm doing me
   (Aw, yeah- 
  You, you, you, you
  )
  You and me, you and-
   (Aw, yeah- 
  You, you, you, you, you, you
  )
  I said it's you and me
   (Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, aw, yeah- 
  You, you
  )
  I know who I am, don't give a damn
   (
  You, you, you, you, you, you
  )
  Bitch, I'm doing me
   (Aww, yeah- 
  You, you, you
  )
  [Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
  Cut that music off, I ain't wit' no other shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  I-I-I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit' that fuckin' shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You-you-you came for me? Well, I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna turn up)
  You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
  [Chorus: Lil Durk]
  I'm just tryna, tryna, tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  All this money, I'm just really tryna (Turn up)
  With the gang, and I'm really tryna (Turn up)
  This-this-this my city, and I'm tryna, tryna (Turn up)
  [Outro: Lil Durk]
  Turn up
  Turn up
  Turn up
  Turn up