conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called NO SECURITY with the following description: On the opening of I NEVER LIKED YOU’s deluxe edition, “NO SECURITY” sees Future enlisting Detroit native Babyface Ray for a trap collaboration where the duo rap about their firearms and their hard comings throughout their life and career.
  Future promoted the collab on Twitter earlier in April 2022. While the artist seemingly didn’t make it to the standard cut of the album, he ended up appearing on the deluxe version. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  Yeah, Pluto
  ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
  [Chorus: Future & 
  Babyface Ray
  ]
  I'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah
  And I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
  Fuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium
  Takin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem
  It's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at
  They make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at
  They got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at
  I'm the king of the trenches, no security guards (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  [Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
  We get triple in your town, nigga, that's wherе I'm at
  Fuck around and grab a crib, shit, I'm never comin' back (Mm-hmm)
  It's a ruler on thе glizzy, bag me up when I laugh
  Man, these internet niggas never fucked with a bag (Nah)
  Eleven in my pants, I can't even get it out
  I ain't had shit, ask me how I'm livin' now (Ask me)
  I done, done, done it all, did a lot (Did it all, nigga)
  Watch him run, run just like Ricky, spin the block (Shit)
  Fuck it, niggas spin again (Ooh)
  Fear of God on me, I don't fear a man (Fear of God)
  Lot of niggas fumin', they get up there on that stand (Lot of niggas fumin')
  I been livin' toxic, fuck one bitch then fuck her friends [Chorus: Future]
  I'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah
  And I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
  Fuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium
  Takin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem
  It's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at
  They make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at
  They got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at
  I'm the king of the trenches, no security guard
  [Verse 2: Future]
  Big barbarian, nigga, just check my body weight
  I get first stab at these bitches in and out of state
  Ain't no trippin' off no twat that I made very important
  They launderin', they prayin' on you, they land on you, extortion
  Good thing I was known, finesse before I had anything
  Good thing, I never played with sake, I played magazine
  Posted on the block when the sunlight was up, yeah
  Hundred stacks of hard, they got my gun in the cut
  Fendi on my body, garment lookin' like a ninja
  Play me like I'm Urkel, bitch, you know I'm 'bout to suspend her
  I hold out my arm, you could tell I'm a winner
  'Posed to live in Vietnam, I'm with all the hitters
  [Chorus: Future]
  I'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah
  And I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
  Fuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium
  Takin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem
  It's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at
  They make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at
  They got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at
  I'm the king of the trenches, no security guard [Outro: Future]
  It's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at
  They make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at
  They got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at
  That's where I'm at