conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Modern Slavery with the following description: “Modern Slavery” starts off the highly anticipated collaboration album between Travis Scott and Quavo. The duo draws parallels between slavery that occurred in America hundreds of years ago, and the notion that they are enslaved to their life’s luxuries such as nice cars, fine jewelry, and tripping on drugs.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Quavo & 
  Otis Redding
  ]
  Yeah
  It's earlier in the morning
  Mmm, mmm, mmm 
  (
  Buddah Bless this beat
  )
  Since I—
  [Chorus: Quavo, 
  Travis Scott
   & 
  Otis Redding
  ]
  All these damn chains, modern slavery (Ice)
  But this ain't 1800 so they pay me (Cash)
  Uh, yeah, shaking my demons off (Shake 'em)
  Dippin' my dreams in sauce (Dreams)
  Never been food for sharks (Nope)
  Wrist like fins on dolphins (
  Since I—
  , splash)
  Pop hella bands and I'm paid
   (Oh yeah)
  Whip got a switch, I go brainless
   (Oh yeah)
  Sip after sip, I feel painless
   (Oh yeah, 
  since I—
  )
  [Verse 1: Travis Scott]
  Yeah, yeah, do it one time for team (Yeah)
  Burn it like gasoline (It's lit)
  Downing these jelly beans (Alright)
  Diamonds they frolicking (Ice)
  Red and blue matching drugs
  Did 'em both just because (Pop it)
  They hoodie and maskin' up (Nah)
  They the real Robin Hoods (Yeah) [Verse 2: Quavo & 
  Otis Redding
  ]
  Yeah, if I, let my
  Gang out, bow down (Gang)
  Come 'round, gun you down
  Hunt down (Pew pew), hunt down (Shoot)
  Rampage, campaign, champagne (Ayy), I gain
  Decades of no pain (Hoo)
  At this age, they fugaz'
   (Woo)
  Who did you thought you was? (Who?)
  Get 'em knocked off for dubs (Pew)
  Sit in the trap with bugs (Trappin')
  Walk in the lab with scrubs (Ayy)
  Niggas tried to count us out (No)
  Up like a coffee mug
   (Up)
  Save your salt for slugs (Save it, 
  since I—
  )
  [Verse 3: Travis Scott & 
  Otis Redding
  ]
  Hot on the block, you told 12, got the drop
  Rubber bands and they pop, so we weigh up the knots
  Cuban link cost a lot, Houston cred with a lot
  Let it fall from the top, she gon' bend, she gon' pop, oh (
  Since I—
  )
  [Chorus: Quavo & 
  Travis Scott
  ]
  All these damn chains, modern slavery (Ice)
  But this ain't 1800 so they pay me (Cash)
  Uh, yeah, shaking my demons off (Shake 'em)
  Dippin' my dreams in sauce (Dreams)
  Never been food for sharks (Nope)
  Wrist like fins on dolphins (Splash)
  Pop hella bands and I'm paid
   (Oh yeah)
  Whip got a switch, I go brainless
   (Oh yeah)
  Sip after sip, I feel painless
   (Oh yeah)