conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Tell Your Friends (Remix) with the following description: This unexpected remix of The Weeknd’s “Tell Your Friends” off his second studio album Beauty Behind the Madness, came out on September 5 over OVOSound Radio.
  It has been almost two years since they last collaborated on the song “Live For” and it was thought they would never collaborate again after they started beefing with each other.
  Similar to “Hotline Bling,” Drake appears to be addressing a specific woman in his life. Lines like “the ball is in your court” and “you’re too famous to buy you purses” might point to Serena Williams. The pair were recently spotted at dinner together.
  It was reported Serena’s friends had warned her to stay away from Drake, claiming he was just a “player.” Now, Drizzy might be clapping back, implying he does want something more – and to tell your friends that.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Drake]
  Yeah, live from the Waldorf in Berlin
  Coming at you once again
  With stories of truth and stories of sin
  Yeah
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  Yeah, the ball is in your court
  No defense, nobody's keeping score
  No offense but I've played this before
  Maybe you can and you just don't care anymore
  Evolving
  Evolving
  Evolving
  Yeah
  And I’m right back here when I said I wouldn't
  You were never a good girl but you're a better woman now
  Evolving
  Evolving
  Evolving, evolving
  Look, you remind me of Jane Birkin, your body insane in person
  Wanna do special things for you, you deserve it
  But you're too famous to buy you purses
  That barely scratches the surface
  This time is different, you give me purpose
  Tell me you taking it serious, I gotta ask how serious?
  'Cause your serious has just been not that serious
  Got me on tour acting like I'm not that curious
  Ignoring all the pussy that's thrown at me
  Been thinking 'bout home actually
  Where Roxx has Kim and Mark has Ashley and Niks has Ezee
  And I, I don’t even know what I have anymore
  Evolving
  Evolving
  Evolving
  Evolving
  E... [Verse 2: The Weeknd]
  We are not the same I am too reckless
  I'm not tryna go in that direction
  These niggas they been doing too much flexing
  And they're about to call the wrong attention
  And I ain't got no patience, no more testing
  I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing
  XO niggas ain't nothing to mess with
  Nobody stopping us, oh no we're destined
  And everybody around you is so basic
  I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist
  I don't drink my liquor with a chasin'
  And money is the only thing I'm chasin'
  And some dope dimes on some coke lines
  Give me head all night, cum four times
  Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
  Do an ounce, get some dick
  Tell her friends about it
  [Hook: The Weeknd]
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell them what you know, what you seen
  How I roll, how I did it on the low
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell them what you know, what you seen
  How I roll, how I be off that coke
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it
  I'm that nigga with the hair
  Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill [Verse 3: The Weeknd]
  Last year I did all the politicin'
  This year I'm all focused on the vision
  I think these hoes deserve another fixing
  I'm talking about the ones from the beginning
  Don't believe the rumours bitch, I'm still a user
  I'm still rocking camo and still roll with shooters
  I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killing
  I'mma spend it all on bitches
  And everybody fuckin, everybody fucking
  Pussy on the house, everybody fucking
  And I miss my city man it's been a minute
  M.I.A. a habit, Cali was the mission
  Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz
  I'm just tryna live life through a new lens
  Driving by the streets I used to walk through
  When I had no crib I guess you call that shit a miracle
  [Hook: The Weeknd]
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell them what you know, what you seen
  How I roll, how I be on the low
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it
  I'm that nigga with the hair
  Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill [Verse 4: The Weeknd]
  My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual
  She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral
  Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems
  Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon
  I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke
  I used to roam around the town when I was homeless
  Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans
  And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
  Now we get faded, when we want girl, we got choices
  Lay them on the fucking table, we got choices
  And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices
  They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
  Yeah, that shit is pointless
  They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
  Yeah, that shit is pointless
  It's only meant to fall in love
  That shit is pointless
  [Hook: The Weeknd]
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell them what you know, what you seen
  How I roll, how I be off that coke
  Go tell your friends about it (About it)
  Go tell your friends about it
  I'm that nigga with the hair
  Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill
  Life so trill
  Life so trill
  Life so trill