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conversations.value: Write me a song called Summer Sixteen with the following description: This song is Drake’s announcement to the rap game that he’s on top and plans to dominate 2016. “Summer Sixteen” is split into two parts—the beat switches at the start of the second verse. The first verse rekindles Drake’s beef with Meek Mill, while the second verse addresses up and coming Toronto artists like Tory Lanez.
  The song premiered on Episode 14 of Beats 1’s OVO Sound Radio. Only 15 minutes after the song’s release, Meek Mill fired back with  “War Pain.” The track addresses several of Drake’s lines directly, including his Jay Z comparison.
  The surprise has left hip-hop fans bemused. How did Meek get the track? According to Meek Mill, Drake’s ghostwriter told him the lyrics.
  On the same OVO Sound show, Drake announced that his long awaited fourth studio album Views would be released some time in April 2016. The exact day was revealed on Episode 19 of OVO Sound Radio, as it was announced that the album would be released on April 29, 2016.
  The single artwork was designed by Filip Pagowski, the creator of the COMME des GARÇONS Play logo, one of the most recognizable logos in the fashion world today.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by Noah "40" Shebib, Boi-1da & Cubeatz]
  [Intro: Drake]
  Looking, looking, looking
  Looking, looking, looking
  Looking, looking
  Looking
  Looking
  [Chorus: Drake]
  Looking for revenge
  All summer sixteen
  All summer sixteen
  Playing dirty not clean
  Out in front of Four Seasons
  Looking like a damn football team
  All in the same thing
  All repping one thing
  Looking for revenge
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  To do what you couldn't do
  Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in
  They bulletproof
  Minus twenty we in Pitfield
  That Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose
  Famous as fuck but I’m still in the cut when they round up the troops
  I’m just a sicko, a real sicko when you get to know me nigga
  I let the diss record drop, you was staying right below me, nigga
  We must have played it a hundred times, you was going to bed
  Why would I put on a vest? I expect you to aim for the head
  I coulda killed you the first time
  You don’t have to try and say it louder nigga
  Trust, we heard you the first time
  It’s nothing personal I would have done it to anyone
  And I blame where I came from
  And I blame all my day ones
  You know Chubbs like Draymond
  You better off not saying nothing
  Them boys they a handful
  Then I hit ‘em with the Hotline
  Chris Breezy with the dance moves
  Mo-G with the dance moves
  Ave Boy with the dance moves
  Jimi Hendrix with the solo
  Those are strings that you can’t pull
  Yeah, and I could really dish it out
  Come and get it from the source
  Fuck with all the word of mouth
  Golden State running practice at my house
  Nigga, what am I about?
  You gon’ really feel it now
  I’m out here… [Chorus: Drake]
  Looking for revenge
  All summer sixteen
  All summer sixteen
  Playing dirty not clean
  Out in front of Four Seasons
  Looking like a damn football team
  All repping one thing
  Looking for revenge
  [Beat switch]
  [Verse 2: Drake]
  All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little
  All your exes know I like my O’s with a V in the middle
  You would love it if I went away or didn’t say nothing else
  How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself?
  You was never gang, gang, gang, gang, you was never one of us
  Had us fooled for a minute there, now we done all grown up
  But I’m better off anyway, y’all never gon’ finish Drake
  Say you seeing ‘bout it when you see me man y’all never home anyway
  Thought of things that you shoulda said, said things that you shouldn’t say
  We even gave y'all the whole money play and y'all broke to this day
  “Oh it’s your time now” yeah, that’s what everybody say
  I used to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay
  Now I got a house in LA, now I got a bigger pool than Ye
  And look man, Ye’s pool is nice, mine's just bigger's what I’m saying
  I’m that nigga’s what I’m saying
  Getting things done around here
  How you let me run it down here?
  I’m not even from around here
  Six, six, six, six, six, soon as I’m back in the city they throw a parade
  I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne
  Or give it to one of the young boys to carry the wave
  Yeah, so trust me, they’ll be out here… [Chorus: Drake]
  Looking for revenge
  All summer sixteen
  All summer sixteen
  Playing dirty not clean
  Out in front of Four Seasons
  Looking like a damn football team
  All repping one thing
  Looking for...
  [Outro: DJ Khaled]
  They don’t want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye