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conversations.value: Write me a song called What Y’all Doin with the following description: This is the seventeenth track on Migos' mixtape, Rich Nigga Timeline. Produced by Stack Boy Twaun. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Quavo]
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  [Verse 1: Quavo]
  What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?
  Gotta make a difference in your own hood
  Feel like Will Smith, I see millions, I'm gonna pursue it
  If my momma told me if I came up short it's all good
  No I had to tell my mom sorry, I could picture me in that 'Rari
  After all the pain that we went through
  I don't even wanna rewind it
  Free all my niggas went down in the system
  Send the Green Dot cause I miss 'em
  R.I.P. my nigga Pistol, can't believe the bullet hit him
  Sometimes a young nigga might wanna cry
  But I can't let you niggas see it
  It was in my soul takin' flats and gold
  Juugin' round the city for no reason
  Juug Season, that's what a young nigga called it, Juug Season
  In the jungle, I survived every season [Chorus: Quavo]
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  [Verse 2: Offset]
  What are you doin'? You had money, you blew it
  You had dreams on the court, didn't have no support
  All these niggas they stuck in the system
  Police keep killin' my people
  Trap on the block with the reefer
  Tryin' to count up the monifa
  Beating the pot I might sneak her
  Used to kick doors for new sneakers
  Can't trust no bitch cause the sneakin'
  I step out that, shoot through your back call you Ricky
  Now I got riches so bitches they miss me
  Wanna know what you been doin' all this time
  Why you ain't got no money on your mind
  Together we stand, we fall apart then we divide
  Fuck the police we might start up a riot
  This shit is so pitiful, had to pay money for my nigga's funeral
  That was my nigga we had so much unity
  I got in my heart, he on top and he smilin'
  Used to talk about a fuckin' rivalry
  What about police that take a bribery?
  They don't give a fuck about people in poverty
  Don't got no property
  This a democracy, no apology [Chorus: Quavo]
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  [Verse 3: Takeoff]
  Some of my niggas on the block right now
  Most of my niggas kick doors right now
  Run up on a nigga tryna rob, got a 100 round drum right now
  Most of my niggas court, judge don't drop the hammer down
  No Tony Parker, I came a long way from that starter
  I'm thanking God cause I never had to ride that Marta
  Now my diamonds flawless, make a nigga nauseous
  That nigga fresher than Carlton, tryna fuck on Ms. Parker
  Remember wanna be a monster, niggas playin' cops and robbers
  Ever since a youngin' I was a problem
  I was a leader, never was a follower
  I got your ho in my condo, she poppin' it
  You niggas bitches, you niggas be gossiping'
  If a nigga want it, I'ma go get it
  My nigga we break it we split it
  We takin' riches cause niggas jumpin' them fences [Chorus: Quavo]
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?
  All the real niggas locked up in prison
  Most my niggas robbin' or either killin'
  Some my niggas on the block drug dealin'
  I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?