conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Back to Sleep with the following description: The 11th song on the Dedication 6: Reloaded, Lil Wayne does a remix to the hit song “wokeuplikethis*” by Playboi Carti.
  He gives his own take about waking up to people that sound like him, and for Wayne that just might be everyone in the rap game currently.
  At the end Wayne gives a skit on his friendship with Mack Maine, a fellow Young Money member and Cash Money CEO. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Wayne]
  Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep
  [Verse: Lil Wayne]
  Yeah, woke up to niggas sounding like me, damn
  I smoked one and went my ass right back to sleep, okay
  These rappers need some law and order, Ice T, god damn
  They can't touch you Tunechi, Poison Ivy, man
  I roll up, I'm smoking like some hot tea, yeah
  I woke up and couldn't believe I got sleep, damn
  You woke up and then you tried to live the dream
  Well before you check yourself, check my history
  I ain't never been a stormchaser, or just a fly on the wallpaper
  I ain't never been a tailgater, always been a bail-maker
  If it heaven sent right now, she gon' give a nigga hell later
  If you don't get the shit right now
  You gon' love to hate the smell later
  I tell her hold up, your pictures don't entice me
  She told me pull up, and then she heard a light screech, yeah
  I woke up with a white bitch under white sheets
  She got a black heart, telling white lies through her white teeth
  Black eyes from always tryna fight sleep
  Ran into your wifey, she say, "Tunechi, wife me"
  Hello, I'm so spicy, I got her sweating like Keith
  Though our time brief, she be on me like briefs
  Ethika, Ethika, Ethika
  Heffanie calling me Hefner
  F-ing her all in her exiter
  If he textin', I'm killing the messenger
  All hail the death in America
  Your ex be hatin' like eczema
  That nigga fake as a wrestler
  I poke him straight in his retina (Pssh)
  Anyway baby, I'm feeling ya
  Feel like I slipped and I fell in ya
  But that nigga slipped and he fell for ya
  Gotta be way more careful-er
  These niggas no one to everyone
  They play too much and never won
  He got you a room at the Sheraton
  I can get you your own area
  Helluva, helluva, helluva
  Girl the way you be taking this D from me
  You act like you spelling something
  Man this D put a spell on her
  I'm 
  deadly
   as my cellular
  My diamonds sing like Mahalia
  You gotta make a name for yourself
  But these niggas fake as an alias
  I don't see no comparison, no barbarians
  I am not a human being, and you a humanitarian
  I ain't trying to get booked again
  Don't fuck with no librarians
  Fell asleep in her wet pussy
  I woke up in that aquarium, hold up [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  Woke up to niggas lookin' like me, damn
  Throw up and go my ass right back to sleep, ugh
  You woke up connected to some IV's
  Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep (That's some sick shit)
  (Bahh!) I'm a shooting star
  But your bitch got me shooting porn, yeah
  I've been trying too hard
  Wow, wow, I'm a shooting star, yeah
  Going too far, yeah
  I've been trying too hard, yeah
  To fuckin' hide these two horns, damn
  6-6-6
  [Outro: Lil Wayne]
  My friendship with Mack Maine is far, far, far, far, far, far more than a friendship. That's my fuckin' brother. I've known Mack since the hood, Hollygrove. He had the biggest house in the hood, it was right on the corner. I'm not sure if the whole house was theirs but it was huge, and he had a big ol' basketball court on his backyard and everybody used to play ba-, ball in his backyard. And umm, since he lived on the corner, like, you can always go and chill and play basketball on his backyard and then, like, always be right there on the corner in case some shit pop off. So yeah, me and Mack been down since the hood. He went to a good school, I didn't go to a too good school but then we ended up goin' to the same school, the school is actually called Mack Maine, know what I mean, and then, umm, he got known for fuckin' over niggas freestylin'. You know I mean, you know, Mack is cold at ribbin', I don't know if y'all call that roastin' or what all that shit y'all call it, but uh, he cold at that, period. He could tear your ass up, make you cry, make you wan' kill him. That type of shit. He one of them nigga, you know what it is? Still be laughing overtime and actually have you laughing but still mad, that's one of them niggas. So yes, when you know how to do that don't Lord don't let you know how to rhyme and he knew how to rhyme, so he used to kill niggas on that shit so that's how we really jammed up with the music shit. Shout out my nigga Mack