conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called HYFR (Hell Ya Fucking Right) with the following description: Stands for Hell Ya Fucking Right.  Drizzy talks about ex-girls and lessons learned from Tupac songs, while Weezy turns in an inspired cameo talking about, more or less, “Wayne stuff,” e.g. getting it on with married women.
  Instrumental is a sample of E.S.G.’s Swangin' and Bangin' (Original Version) chopped and screwed by the originator, DJ Screw.
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKIEfK44ctg Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Drake]
  Gotta do what I gotta do
  Yeah
  Uh
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
  Or they go to Georgia State where
  Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in Atlanta
  That she only see when she feels obligated
  Admitted it to me the first time we dated
  But she was no angel and we never waited
  I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
  So we took it to go, told 'em don't even plate it
  And we never talked too much after I blew up
  Just only "hello" or a "happy belated"
  And I think I text her and told her I made it
  And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it
  And that's when I text her and told her I love her
  Then right after, texted and told her I'm faded
  She asked what have I learned since getting richer?
  I learned workin' with the negatives could make for better pictures
  I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture
  Even though it's fucked up, girl, I'm still fuckin' with ya, damn
  Is it the fall? Time for me to revisit the past
  There's women to call, there's albums to drop, there's liquor involved
  There's stories to tell, we been through it all, damn
  Interviews are like confessions
  Get the fuck up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions like [Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  Do you love this shit?
  Are you high right now?
  Do you ever get nervous?
  Are you single?
  I heard you fuck your girl, is it true?
  You gettin' money?
  You think them niggas you with is with you?
  [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
  And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
  [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Uh, so much for being optimistic
  They say love is in the air, so I
  Hold my breath 'til my face turn purple
  Keep a few bad bitches in my circle
  My nuts hang like ain't no curfew
  Bitch, if you wave, then I will surf you
  I flew jet, she flew commercial
  But we still met later that night
  After my session, she came over
  I was aggressive and she was sober
  I gave her a pill, she started confessin'
  And started undressin' and asked me to hold her
  And so I did, but that was last month
  And now she's texting me asking for closure, damn
  She say this shit gon' catch up to me, I keep tissue paper
  We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table
  She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average
  Shit, sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn't married
  Promises, I hope I never break 'em
  Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation
  But interviews are like confessions
  Get the fuck up out my bedroom, confusing me with questions like [Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  Do you love this shit?
  Are you high right now?
  Do you ever get nervous?
  Are you single?
  I heard you fuck your girl, is it true?
  You gettin' money?
  You think them niggas you with is with you?
  [Chorus: Lil Wayne & 
  Drake
  ]
  And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
  And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, damn right, alright
  And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
  And we say hell yeah, yeah, yeah, hell yeah
  Fuckin' right, damn right, alright, aw, yeah
  [Outro: Drake]
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
  Aw, yeah, aw, yeah