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conversations.value: Write me a song called Stuck in the Mud with the following description: “Mud” takes on several meanings in hip-hop. It can mean drugs (Lean or alcohol), coming from the ghetto, and being isolated. Isaiah blends these different interpretations, touching on his drug addiction and psychological struggles. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: Part I: "Stuck in the Mud"
  [Chorus: Isaiah Rashad, 
  SZA
  , & 
  Isaiah Rashad & SZA
  ]
  Stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers, 
  stuck in the mud
  Look at what the reaper got you, stuck in the mud
  Range, 
  Beamers
  , 
  stuck in the mud
  Two tens on the inside,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Look at what the reaper got you,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Range, 
  Beamers
  , 
  stuck in the mud
  [Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
  Give me a day where I can play and I can pamper my wrist
  Chrome, inside, pampers and shit
  Grown and defenseless, long for my sister
  Songs that'll get you home, my nigga
  I got a blunt inside my granny whip
  Like my granny did
  When she was dealin' with them damages
  Yeah, turkey bacon cabbages
  Ooh, uh, what happened on a Saturday?
  Yeah, we took a Yukon just to grab my folks
  I need a Groupon for all this dope
  I know I do fine, but what did you find?
  That bullshit, but, in due time
  We acting like we living right, um, big pimpin'
  These broads see stars, my nigga
  We are on guard and killing
  Y'all niggas hopeless, quote it [Chorus: Isaiah Rashad, 
  SZA
  , & 
  Isaiah Rashad & SZA
  ]
  Haha, stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers, 
  stuck in the mud
  Look at what the reaper got you, stuck in the mud
  Range, 
  Beamers
  , 
  stuck in the mud
  Two tens on the inside,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Look at what the reaper got you,
   
  stuck in the mud
  Range, Beamers,
   (Yeah) 
  stuck in the mud
  [Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad]
  Look, bitch! Ain't how that shit when I be talking
  And I get livid on that liquor
  I give a fuck about you, I want some bossa nova
  You wanna see the tower, I wanna meet the quota
  You look like everybody, and if my Henny body focus
  And if my Henny body focus
  I'm baptized in that chastised, 100-proof dummy soup
  Junkie in my attic, everybody home
  Everybody home
  I got a zip we can split, don't let everybody know
  Yeah, keep it on the floor
  Long arm with that quick stash
  Top Dawg do your bitch bad
  With a big bag
  Yeah, holler if you with that (Holler if you with that)
  Yeah, 20 on this kickback
  Looking like... Haha, aww, shit, yeah [Chorus: Isaiah Rashad, & 
  Isaiah Rashad & SZA
  ]
  Two tens on the inside, stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers, 
  stuck in the mud
  Look at what that reaper got you, stuck in the mud
  Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud
  Two tens on the inside, stuck in the mud
  Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
  Look at what the reaper got you, stuck in the mud
  Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud
  [Interlude: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah, dun, dun
  Ooh, now
  I be lookin' like a... ooh, yeah
  And I... ooh, now
  I be looking like a...
  Ooh, now
  [Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah, with two tens on the inside...
  Hoes, dreamers...
  Look at what that reaper got you...
  Range, Beamers...
  [Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah
  Y-yeah, yeah, yeah, owh— Part II: "Banned Up"
  [Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
  So...
  Yeah
  [Chorus 1: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah, pop a Xanny, make your problems go away
  Yeah, like
  Yeah, pop a Xanny, make your problems go away
  Yeah, ugh, see
  I can handle, make your bottle go away
  Yeah, magic, ooh
  Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away
  Yeah, ugh, what
  But I can handle, make the bottle go away
  Magic, ugh
  [Verse: Isaiah Rashad]
  Can I? Can I?
  Can I?
  Yeah, can I?
  Can I sleep for a while?
  Can I work on myself? I ain't lovin' no more
  So if they pull up on the side, I ain't duckin' no more
  This is after the half, an emotional dip
  I was going too hard, I was sexting this shit
  Take a line, baby, spill your mind, baby
  This is just a California mind statement
  Ooh, shots from the Ruger, shots from the Ruger
  Somebody died, but don't nobody care
  It's all bugged out, I'm still drugged out
  We miss the couch, and the lean at my cuz house
  [Chorus 2: Isaiah Rashad]
  Just pop a Xan, baby, make your problems go away
  Yeah-yeah, whoa, wait
  See, I can handle, make the bottle go away (Ayy!)
  Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oww!)
  Just pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah
  Yeah, ugh
  And, I can handle (Hahaha), make the bottle go away (I can—)
  Yeah, wow, whoa, whoa
  [Bridge: Isaiah Rashad]
  My cousin got a 'scrip, I'm tryna make it flip (Yeah)
  One baby mama cool, one baby mama trip (Yeah)
  No matter what I do, there always be some shit (Yeah)
  That nigga need a hug, and I just need a fifth
  My cousin got a 'scrip, I'm tryna make it flip
  One baby mama cool, one baby mama trip
  No matter what I do, there always be some shit
  This nigga need a hug, and I just need a fifth (I need a)
  [Chorus 3: Isaiah Rashad]
  Pop a Xan, baby (Yeah), shit
  (No matter what I do, it always be some shit)
  Make your problems go away, I can handle, yeah
  (No matter what I do, it always be some)
  Look (Need a plug), make your problems go away, yeah
  [Bridge: Isaiah Rashad]
  Quarters and halves, joint and a ban
  Fucking your mind up
  Quarters and halves, joint and a ban
  Fucking your mind up, yeah-yeah
  Alright now bitches gon' be bitches, and you niggas gon' be hoes
  Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song, yeah
  Bitches gon' be bitches, niggas gon' be hoes
  Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song, yeah
  [Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
  Quarters and halves, joint and a ban
  Fucking your mind up! Yeah
  Alright, now, quarters and halves, joint and a ban
  Fucking your mind up, ehh, ahh!
  Alright, now, quarters and bans, now motherfucking the bans
  Now, motherfucking your mind up (I, wha)
  Fuckin' your mind up, that fuck with your mind up (I was)
  The fuck where your mind was? (I pop that)
  Pop, uh-ahh up (I'm on my)
  Pop, pop, pop, pop (I need my)
  Up, up, opp, opp, ugh (Gon' be mine)
  Gon' be mine, gon' be mine
  Come to here, shut up, bih
  That right there, that right there
  Hahahaha, yeah