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In a chaotic world, a person refuses to conform to societal expectations and deals with challenges in a unique way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Well, this a mad world, it made me crazy
Might just turn around, do one-eighty
I ain't politickin', I ain't kissin' no babies
The devil on my doorstep bein' so shady
Mmm, don't trip, we don't gotta let him in
Don't trip
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I let it go
But I never go with it, mhm


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Reflect on the challenges of navigating through life's difficulties and maintaining a positive outlook. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't trip
Don't trip
Don't trip
Well, if you could see me now
Love me and hold me down
My mind, it goes, it goes
It goes, it goes, it goes
Yeah
Well, this a mad world, it made me crazy
Might just turn around, do one-eighty
I ain't politickin', I ain't kissin' no babies
The devil on my doorstep bein' so shady
Mmm, don't trip, we don't gotta let him in
Don't trip
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I let it go
But I never go with it, uh


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Imagine a song where the singer is trying to convey a sense of excitement and urgency, using a repeating pattern of "woah" sounds to emphasize the feeling. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Woah-woah, woah-woah
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Woah-woah, woah-woah
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Woah-woah, woah-woah, yeah


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Asking a loved one to spend more time together, emphasizing the desire for their presence in the short term. [/INST]

Lyrics: Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
Just a little while (Stay), just a little while, just a little while
Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
Said, just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while


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A song that conveys frustration and confusion in a relationship, while also longing for the other person to stay for a little while. The lyrics mention how the singer feels stressed, ignored, and complicated emotions towards the other person, who could possibly be a Grammy-nominated artist. The song ends on a hopeful note, with the singer asking the other person to stay for a little while. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, hold up, wait a motherfuckin' second (Wait a second)
I know you stressin', you don't gotta keep me guessin' (Keep me guessin')
I'm full of questions, in return I get the silent treatment (Shh)
I don't know why I'm speakin'
You say, you say, you say it's way too late, goodbye, you leavin'
Why you got me stressin'? (Oh my God)
I could have a whole collection, just be faded in my own dimension
You so complicated, I swear that pussy Grammy nominated
Let's make some music, fuck all of the bullshit
You might also like
Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
(Will you stay)
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
(Just a little while, babe?)
Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
(Will you stay)
Said, just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
(Just a little while, babe?)


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A song about a deep emotional connection between two people, exploring their love and intimacy, while also reflecting on their shared experiences and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: Okay now, baby, don't you leave my side, don't even try
I'ma go crazy, girl, you save me, meditate me, give me peace of mind
It's only she and I, ocean floor, how deep we dive
We be high, lookin' for another fuckin' tree to climb
She was playin' hard to get, I read between the lines
Binge watched Sopranos, made it all the way to season five
I am her, she is I
She had to come to see her freaky side, leavin' me behind


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Asking a loved one to stay for a little while, emphasizing the desire to spend more time together and expressing the emotions behind the request. [/INST]

Lyrics: Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
(Will you stay)
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
(Just a little while, babe)
Will you stay
Just a little while, babe?
(Will you stay)
Said, just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
(Just a little while, babe?)
Just a little while, just a little while, babe?


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A woman walks into a room and the narrator, feeling a strong desire for her, can't help but express their intentions and make her feel welcomed in a provocative and playful way. [/INST]

Lyrics: The way you walk in to the room, ooh-ooh (Woo)
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don't wanna be polite no more (Hell no)
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon' go? (Go, go, go)
Yeah, girl, the way you walk in to the room, ooh-ooh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don't wanna be polite no more (Hell no)
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon' go, girl?


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Imagine a song about counting to three and then firing a toy pistol in a friendly, playful manner, followed by a few more instances of doing the same. [/INST]

Lyrics: One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
Mr. Davis
One, two, three, pop, pop (Okay)
Yeah (Woo)
Okay, okay (Yeah)
Okay, okay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay (Woo)
Okay, okay, yeah, um


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Imagine a song where various languages are being spoken or sung, with an emphasis on creating a lively and energetic atmosphere. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
Said


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During a challenging day, someone decides to let go of negativity and focus on their friends and family for support. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it be
We're all we need today
Let it go, let it be
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm


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Reflect on the feeling of loneliness in a crowd and the desire to find a sense of belonging and purpose before it's too late. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, well
Sometimes I get lonely
Not when I'm alone
But it's more when I'm standin' in crowds
That I'm feelin' the most on my own
And I know that somebody knows me
I know somewhere there's home
I'm startin' to see that all I have to do is get up and go
Goin', goin', goin' before I'm gone
Gotta get goin', goin', goin' before I'm gone


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A reflection on the passage of time and the complexity of human relationships, focusing on the importance of growth and personal accountability. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, and I know we try
Days, they go by
Until we get old
There's water in the flowers, let's grow
People, they lie
But hey, so do I
Until it gets old
There's water in the flowers, let's grow


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Imagine writing lyrics for a song about the extravagance and exclusivity of aristocratic parties, with a focus on the lively atmosphere and the unique experiences they offer. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ah—ah, ah—ah—ah
(Woah) Yeah
It ain't no party like aristocratic parties
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yah, yah, yah
Ah-huh, ah-huh
Said, it ain't no party like aristocratic parties
Yeah, yo


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A singer experiences a coughing fit, feeling like they're getting sick, and reflects on their isolation in the room. [/INST]

Lyrics: *Coughs*
I think I'm gettin' sick
Been in this room
Like I was hidin' from somethin'
Look, ugh


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A group of friends gather together to create a song, contributing their unique perspectives and styles in various languages. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


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Imagine a person who feels like they're not living up to the expectations they once had and is seeking reassurance from a significant other. They express their doubts and uncertainty, hoping for a sense of understanding and acceptance, despite their past mistakes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, things like this ain't built to last
I might just fade like those before me
When will you forget my past?
Got questions, ask, you know the stories
And you need to let me know
When you're leaving, where you go
Can I come?
Do you believe me, are you close?
Yeah, even if you don't
That'll get you sprung


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Imagine a love that's stronger than hate, a heartbreak so deep it leaves you penniless, and a world that feels like home when you're with that special someone. A person who saves your soul and keeps you sane, and yet, you wonder if they truly love you, if you're enough for them. The struggle to stay together and the energy it takes, but you can't help but ask, do I love, can I get enough? [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, don't run away, love
Hate love, heartbreak will have you bankrupt
Too many days in a daze, better wake up
I put your face in a place where the space was
Nobody makes you feel like you but (Do I?)
And you don't know what you should do
You just lookin' for someone to make you move, ooh, tell me (Do I?)
I make this planet feel like home
It's us versus time, the door is closing
So far beyond all our control
You saved a soul so close to broken
It's so much better when you wait
Forever and a day, that's all I got
Put it together then it break
All the energy it take, it never stop
You might also like
Do I, do I, do I love?
Can I, can I, can I get enough?


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Reflecting on personal growth and maintaining a positive outlook, despite past mistakes and challenges, emphasizing the importance of perseverance and striving for betterment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I never slip, I never fall
I tried to tell you 'bout a better life
And get involved big or small
It's been my fault, I keep it safe, it's in the vault
Blindfolded, keep it going 'til we hit a wall, yeah
I'm never going through the motions
I'm just tryna lay your body down slowly
We can only go up
We can only go up


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A group of friends is expressing their loyalty and pride in their favorite brand by rapping about the Nikes they wear while participating in a friendly competition or battle with others. The Nikes serve as a symbol of unity and a source of confidence, and the friends use repetition of the word "Nike" to emphasize their devotion to the brand. [/INST]

Lyrics: And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes
And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (Hey, hey)
Nike-Nike-Nikes (Hey), Nike-Nike-Nikes (Haha)
Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (We just some motherfuckin' kids)
Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete (Just some motherfuckin' kids)
Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes


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Imagine a song about being attracted to someone's unique qualities and the way they make you feel, but you can't exactly put your finger on what it is that makes them special. [/INST]

Lyrics: Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like
Someone like, someone like you
Someone like you


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A song about appreciating the moments with a loved one, despite the pain they bring, because they make life worth living. [/INST]

Lyrics: Life move fast but my baby keep it slow
Open up your mind, start forgettin' what you know, oh
This shit ain't been the same since she left me here alone, woah
You hurt so good
Girl, your lovin' hurt so good
You hurt so good
You hurt so good


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Input:
Create a song about a person who achieves godlike status, influencing their followers and having them worship idols. This person uses their newfound power to make a statement about the importance of self-reflection and the desire to be remembered in a unique way. [/INST]

Lyrics: People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with Gods
Hoes is all my disciples, you get mind fucked with these broads (Goddamn)
Life is just a recital, better 'member all that you practiced (Woah)
When I die, throw a couple bad bitches in my casket, woah


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Think of a scenario where someone is feeling unappreciated and ready to make a change, but also enjoying their current lifestyle and success, while reflecting on their past, and acknowledging the people around them and their potential. [/INST]

Lyrics: Think it's time for a revolution, me and my dogs 'bout to start a riot
Still they sleepin' but I'm eatin', you and your people are on a diet
Tim Allen off Home Improvement, 'telligent but we going stupid
This the new shit, hit the strip club, see some hoes that I went to school with
Out in London like Lennox Lewis (Woah) bitch lookin' like Farrah Fawcett (Woah)
I'm just tryna make better music, get this money, share the profits (Let's go)
Now this class gettin' led by students, smoke some weed, get head while I do it
Started out under the ground, they didn't fuck with me, now they all comin' around
Money, I'm huntin' it down, plantin' the seeds, workin' and watchin' it grow
I got so many ways I can make money, I'll always be straight, I just thought you should know


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The lyrics describe a confident, determined individual who is focused on their goals, interacting with others, and enjoying life. The person is also aware of the attention they receive from people around them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Been on my grind, takin' what's mine, I got my eyes on the throne
I'ma be fine, no matter the time, we all go along with the show, yo
You might also like
That girl beautiful, somebody introduce me
She ain't your girl tonight, nah, that bitch a groupie
There's some money in the building, better give it to me (Let's go, let's go)
I see you starin' at me like you in the movies
(Woah, woah) Yeah, now you watching movies
L—l—lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies
Lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies
L—l—lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies


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Imagine a world where idols and gods intertwine, and people find themselves questioning their beliefs, guided by a mysterious figure who leads a group of followers. [/INST]

Lyrics: People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with Gods
Hoes is all my disciples, you get mind fucked with these broads (Goddamn)
Life is just a recital, better 'member all that you practiced (Woah)
When I die, throw a couple bad bitches in my casket, woah


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A carefree and confident individual expresses their contempt for a day job, embraces their success in various areas of life, and tells those who disapprove or challenge them to expect the consequences of their negativity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck a day job, fuck a day job, got ya bitch here in just a tank top
Gettin' paid, roll my face off, bitch you're bank fraud: Bernie Madoff
Educate y'all then erase y'all, LL Cool J without the Kangol
I don't see the need to stunt, wish you the best, I'ma just light up this blunt
This bitch love me long time, don't know why she wouldn't
Say my D could win the Heisman, yeah, I'm Charles Woodson
Couple million off a tour, thats a lot of bookings (Money)
My bitches gorgeous lookin', imported from the shore to Brooklyn
Comin' from out of the 'Burgh, bitch, I'm absurd, fuck you, I hope you insured
Hatin'? I'll give you just what you deserve, that's my word, put it on all that I'm worth
Been on my grind, takin' what's mine, I got my eyes on the throne
I'ma be fine, no matter the time, we all go along with the show, yo


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A confident man catches the eye of a beautiful woman at a party, and he thinks that she's not the type to be dating anyone there, as she seems to be a groupie. He feels like the situation is straight out of a movie, and he's enjoying the attention. [/INST]

Lyrics: That girl beautiful, somebody introduce me (Whoop)
She ain't your girl tonight, nah, that bitch a groupie (Woo)
There's some money in the building, better give it to me
I see you starin' at me like you in the movies
(Woah, woah) Yeah, now you watchin' movies
L—l—lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies
Lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies
L—l—lookin' at my life, it's like you watchin' movies


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Imagine a person standing on a balcony, contemplating their life and the meaning behind their dreams and aspirations, as they sip on a double-cup of lean, a potent mixture of promethazine and codeine. [/INST]

Lyrics: It was all about a dream
Turned into reality, double-cup of lean
Ugh


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I'm ready to take a spontaneous journey, not sure where I'm going but I'm packing light, sipping on Cognac, and enjoying life's adventures. I have a strong army and a girl I care about, but I'm not afraid to face the world alone. As I succeed, I find that the world can be quite phony. So, pour me a cup of my favorite purple drink and let's enjoy this ride together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let me get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination
I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station
Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back
With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryin' to relax
Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon
I got a army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan
Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on
I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long
What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?
I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen
Said I'll make it big when everybody know me
Well, I made it big and everybody phony, ha
So could you pour me? I need a cup
No, none of that liquor, mix in purple stuff
I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much?
Go 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free


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A person reminiscing about their dreams, ambitions, and life choices, while contemplating their mortality, and questioning the meaning of time. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Lookin' at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?
They just dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Lookin' at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?
What the—, what the fuck is time? (Heh)
Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)
What the fuck is time? I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?
A'ight


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A song about the longing for a loved one's presence after a period of absence, with the speaker expressing their desire for the person to return or for their connection to remain strong despite the distance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, it's been a while without your face
But I saw your picture on the wall the other day
Too much distance, too much space
You need to come back home or run along, yeah
I'm waitin' for the light to change
You ask me how I've been, well I'm good, I can't complain
Times get harder, things get strained
All I know, I don't want you gone


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Write a song about the struggles in a relationship but emphasize the commitment and dedication to make it work. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know it hasn't been easy lately
But you don't wanna leave me, baby
And you know I hate to keep you waitin'
But when it's right, then it's right, yeah


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Imagine a song where a couple is going through various stages of their relationship, from the beginning of their love to potential conflicts and the challenges they face together. How do they support each other through the ups and downs of their journey, ultimately finding strength in each other's presence? [/INST]

Lyrics: Days turn into nights
Conversations turn into fights, we gon' be alright
Love turn into life
Girl, you been burnin' so bright, let me turn off the lights
Stay awake 'til the mornin', yeah
It ain't always great, but it's never borin', yeah


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A song about a person who has grown and matured over time, realizing their feelings for someone else and not wanting to lose them, despite past mistakes. They promise to protect their partner's heart and want to be closer to them. The song also touches on the struggles of a relationship but highlights the importance of not giving up. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I been itchin' for your love
Don't want to feel a single thing if it ain't your touch
I get drunk and become numb
Just want to stumble into us
But baby, don't stop now 'cause it ain't over, yeah
Few years ago I was so dumb
Clueless, young and stupid, but look at who I have become
I ain't gonna break your heart, promise it's always safe
Baby, don't go now, pull me closer
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I know it hasn't been easy lately
But you don't wanna leave me, baby (Woah)
You know I hate to keep you waitin'
But I know when it's right, then it's right, yeah


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A song about the ups and downs of a relationship, with the focus on how love can overcome obstacles and keep the relationship alive and exciting. [/INST]

Lyrics: Days turn into nights
Conversations turn into fights, we gon' be alright
'Cause love turn into life
Girl, you been burnin' so bright, let me turn off the lights
Stay awake 'til the mornin'
It ain't always great, but it's never borin'


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The lyrics should convey a feeling of excitement and enthusiasm, possibly about a relationship or a situation where everything is falling into place perfectly. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah
Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah
Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah (Ha-ha)
But when it's right, then it's right, alright
Ooh-ooh, mhm
Ooh-ooh, mhm
Ooh-ooh, mhm


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The power of music as an emotional expression and the idea of it being present during one's funeral. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, can you turn up my headphones?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This music go with my funeral, yeah, yeah
Music go with my funeral, a-hem, yeah, I said


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Input:
A person is trying to understand where their friend is going and if they can join them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Said, where are you goin'?
Where are you headed?
Where are you goin'?
Can I come? Can I come?


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Think about a person who has gained success and wealth, but still has problems as a result of their achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: You could have the world in the palm of your hands
You still might drop it
And everybody wanna reach inside your pockets
I tell 'em, "Red light, stop it"
Shit, that give me more headaches than alcoholics


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Write a song about the struggles and successes of someone who is constantly chasing their dreams and striving for greatness, while also dealing with the pressures and expectations that come with it. [/INST]

Lyrics: There was nothin' in my wallet, just a lot of dreamin'
I built a crib on top o' the Promised Land, we'll call it even
Hmm, I bring more flavor than all the seasons
Winter, spring, summer, fall
The grass is always greener 'til I cut it all
Please leave me to my studies, I give you no applause
My hands been countin' money, and it's hard to be the boss
But somebody gotta do it (It gets so exhausting)
Often with the bullshit, and, baby, I been through it
Enough for the both of us
So come over later and we won't let no one close to us
We could be posted up
Yeah
You might also like
Okay, well, you could have the world in the palm of your hands
You still might drop it
And everybody wanna reach inside your pockets
So it goes
It's like, in every conversation, we the topic
This narcissism, more like narcotics
So it goes


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A woman hustling and struggling to make ends meet, while being criticized and disrespected for her situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Again and again and again and again)
Ol' ratchet-ass bitch (Do it again, do it again)
(Fuck me) I see you out there
(Fuck me) Tryna get your hustle on
(Fuck me) Ain't no nigga gonna pay your muthafuckin' bills, bitch
(Fuck me) Pay your own shit, I don't give a fuck, ho
(Baise-moi) (Do it again, do it again)
Mac Miller, tell these hoes what's up, man (Fuck)


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The speaker is describing their experience of listening to an intoxicating song that has put them in a trance-like state, expressing their enjoyment and asking if others had the same experience. [/INST]

Lyrics: Again and again and again and again
Trippy (Do it again, do it again)
Some high-ass music, man
This shit got me fucked up right now
This music has got me in a trance
I'm stoned like a motherfucker, nigga
Two thousand and fifty, trippy shit
Yes, I am high, for the rest of my life
Was that good for you?
Was that good for you?
Was that good for you?


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A song about rediscovering lost love and the emotions that come with it, with a mix of Spanish translation and playful references to the past. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Our love was lost)
Hey, hey, haha (Where'd you go? Where'd you—)
(But now we've found it)
Oh yeah, uh (Where'd you go? Where'd you go? Where'd you go?)
(Our love was lost, oh, lost)
Doin' the happy dance (Where'd you—, where'd you go?)
(And hope was gone)
Doin' the happy dance (Where'd you go? Haha)
Doin' the happy dance (Haha, yeah)


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A song about the pain of falling in love with someone who is no longer there, and the feeling of longing for their return. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Our love was lost)
Where'd you go? What'd you do?
How the hell you make me fall in love with you?
(But now we've found it)
And then you leave, now you're gone
All I got is this damn song
(And if you flash your heart, oh, heart)
So I can feel but I can't touch
You said my love was a bit too much
(I won't deny it)
Broke my heart, can't find no crutch
So why don't you come on back home? (Can I spit?)


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What is the best way to describe the ultimate satisfaction in life, using repetition and emphasis to convey the message? [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Huh-huh, and it gets no better than this
Huh, yeah, it gets no better than this
Yeah, It gets no better, yeah, It gets no better
Yeah, It gets no better, this shit forever
Get no better, it get no better
Yeah, it get no better, yeah, this shit forever
Bum-bada-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ba-dum
You can cut it here and then we're done


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What if I'm a cool guy who enjoys the company of women, goes to interesting places, and has a confident and unique rap flow? How can I describe this in a catchy and entertaining way through lyrics? [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, still fuckin' with these hoes, though (Hoes, though)
Bozo on these doppelgänger Jojos (Jojos)
Take a bitch to SoHo for some fro-yo
And tell her she gon' blow it: Romo
And now, I'm out in Cali like Tone-Lōc (Tone-Lōc)
Young boy, but I'm chillin' with some grown folk (Grown folk)
No joke, Most Dope, you just bowl smoke
How much coke you gotta sell to make a boat float?
Hit 'em, hit 'em 'til they tell me, "No more" (No more)
I'm a highly difficult ropes course
Pullin' up to Rome on a chrome gold horse
Say "Wassup?" to the Pope, pull off in a Porsche
Who you kiddin'? Your flow's warshed
I ain't in the street, but I'll grill you from the porch (Bitch)
I been had hoes, I played sports (For real)
Her ass out the bottom of her shorts (Sheesh, woah)


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Imagine a scene from a movie like "Mean Streets" where the character is making a significant decision or taking a risk. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh
Like the beginning of Mean Streets, you could (Oh)
Like the beginning of Mean Streets, you could
Like the beginning of Mean Streets, you could


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Imagine a scenario where a group of friends are celebrating their success, doubling up on their achievements, and reminiscing about the hard times they faced but overcame. In this context, "doubling up" could symbolize multiplying their efforts or accomplishments, and the lyrics reflect on their journey, dreams, and the realization of their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Double up
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?


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A song about the feelings of devotion and desperation towards someone who keeps disappointing the lover. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (Uh, let me down)
(Need my All Money In chain too)
Let me down (Woah, let me down, look out, look out)


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A person is expressing their desperation to be with someone they care about, even if it means taking extreme actions, but the other person continuously disappoints them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (Let me down)
Let me down (Let me down, look out, look out)


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A rapper describes a luxurious experience of driving around in a high-end vehicle, specifically a V-12, with racks in the middle. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Hit-Boy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(TrapAdix)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I was ridin' ’round in the V-12 with the racks in the middle
I was ridin' 'round in the V-12 with the racks in the middle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay


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Write a song lyric about a person riding in a luxurious car, surrounded by friends, with a focus on their material achievements and aspirations. [/INST]

Lyrics: I was riding ’round in the V-12 with the racks in the middle
Had to pray to almighty God they let my dog out the kennel
When you get it straight up out the mud, you can't imagine this shit
I been pullin' up in the drop tops with the baddest bitches
Young nigga been focused on my check (Mhmmhm)
Got a new coupe wrapped around my neck (Mhmmhm)
Tryna put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm)
I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm)


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Reminiscing about a luxurious lifestyle, the rapid rise to success, and the respect garnered within the game. [/INST]

Lyrics: Another million dollar bail, that's just some regular shit
See my granny on a jet, some shit I'll never forget
Next day we flew to Vegas, with my Puma connects
We break bread, we ain't new to success
Bleed music, invest, enterprise, take lucrative steps
Cold game, but I knew it was Chess
As a youth in the set
Learn the game, you a student at best
But it's a couple things you can expect
Look, just like money know money, nigga, shooters respect
Other shooters we was both, don't want my crew on your neck
I'm on the freeway in a drop, it got me losing my breath
I do the dash with the blues on the deck


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Describe a passionate moment of dedication and celebration among friends, highlighting the challenges faced by young black individuals in society, and the need for change and reparations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, my nigga this is dedication, this is anti-hesitation
This a real nigga celebration
This a Dime Blocc declaration
59th and 5th Ave, granny house with vanilla wafers
This the remedy, the separation
2Pac of my generation, blue pill in the fuckin' Matrix
Red rose in the gray pavement
Young black nigga trapped and he can't change it
Know he a genius, he just can't claim it
'Cause they left him no platforms to explain it
He frustrated so he get faded
But deep down inside he know you can't fade him
How long should I stay dedicated?
How long 'til opportunity meet preparation?
I need some real nigga reparations
'Fore I run up in your bank just for recreation


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Create a song about overcoming adversity and achieving success, using the metaphor of swimming against the waves and diving off the deep end to represent the challenges faced and the mindset needed to reach the top. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look
This ain't entertainment, it's for niggas on the slave ship
These songs just the spirituals I swam against them waves with
Ended up on shore to they amazement
Now I hope the example I set's not contagious
Lock us behind gates but can't tame us
Used to be, "Stay safe," now it's, "Stay dangerous"
'Cause ain't no point in playin' defense, nigga
That's why I dove off the deep end, nigga, without a life jacket
Couple mil', tour the world, dawg, my life crackin'
Cook the books, bring it back so it's no taxes
Royalties, publishing, plus I own masters
I'll be damned if I slave for some white crackers
I was mappin' this out, I hit the heist backwards
Hoppin' out the eighty-five in Reebok Classics
Ran a couple marathons just to get established
To make it happen, you got to have it


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Create a song that encourages listeners to stay committed to their goals and aspirations, emphasizing the importance of hard work, patience, and dedication to achieving them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Dedication, hard work plus patience
The sum of all my sacrifice, I'm done waitin'
I'm done waitin', told you that I wasn't playin'
Now you hear what I been sayin'
Dedication
It's dedication


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Imagine a song where the artist is encouraging their audience to strive for success and overcome obstacles, using the theme of "hustle and motivation" as a driving force. The song also emphasizes the importance of unity and teamwork, as it references "All Money In" and "Victory Lap" as part of the chorus. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hustle and motivate, hustle and motiv— (Cut the bass out)
Hustle and motiv—, hustle and motivate (All Money In, nigga)
Hustle and motiv—, hustle and motiv—
Hustle and motiv—, hustle and motivate
(Victory Lap)


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Input:
A long-awaited reunion with a lost love, reminiscing about the past and the special bond they shared. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, aw, baby, it's been so long
Oh, aw, baby, it's been so long


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Write a song about a successful, wealthy individual from South Central Los Angeles navigating their way through various situations involving personal luxury, interactions with law enforcement, and the unique struggles faced by people in their community. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mogul and they know that, logo on my floor mat
Courtside, Chamberlain throwback match my Rolex
Everywhere I go, flex, valet park on some Loc shit
Whole lot of smoke in that 'Rari, that thang potent
Burnin' rubber, wearin' cameras, they was undercovers
Under pressure, made statements, turned on they brothers
Never judge you, but the streets'll never love you
I wonder what it come to in your brain for you to run to
Ones that hate us, handcuff us and mace us
Call us dumb niggas 'cause our culture is contagious
Third-generation South Central gangbangers
That lived long enough to see it changin'
Think it's time we make arrangements
Finally wiggle out they mazes
Find me out in different places
I'm the spook by the door, this the infiltration
Double back dressed in blue laces


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Input:
Reflect on your growth and success, highlighting your journey and the influences that have shaped your life, while acknowledging the importance of resilience, determination, and personal growth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, aw, baby, it's been so long
Oh, aw, baby, it's been so long
You might also like
They killed Dr. Sebi, he was teachin' health
I fuck with Rick Ross 'cause he teachin' wealth
Dropped out of school, I'ma teach myself
Made my first mil' on my own, I don't need your help
All black Tom Ford, it's a special evenin'
City council meetin', they got Hussle speakin'
Billion-dollar project, 'bout to crack the cement
So what if our investments had become strategic?
Summer 0-18, man, it's such a season
'Bout to make my partners look like fuckin' geniuses
We was in the Regal, it was me and Steven
We done took a dream and turned it to a zenith
Anything I wanted, everything I needed
Gotta pace yourself, it's all about your breathin'
You can have it all, it's all about your reasons
I done took my name and carved it in the cement


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Write a song about the struggles and sacrifices one has made throughout their life, emphasizing the importance of working hard and taking risks to achieve success. [/INST]

Lyrics: All my life, been grindin' all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, got to roll the dice
That's why all my life, I been grindin' all my life, look
All my life, been grindin' all my life (Yup)
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price (Woah)
Want a slice, got to roll the dice
That's why all my life, I been grindin' all my life, look


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Imagine a song about a successful, street-wise individual who keeps a close eye on their reputation and net worth, while also maintaining a strong presence in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked (Checked)
I was sellin' zones in the set (Zones up in the set)
Make a quarter mil' no sweat
Last time that I checked
I'm the streets' voice out West
Legendary, self-made progress
Last time that I checked (Checked)
First, you get the money, then respect
Then the power and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked (Checked)


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A young man at a nightclub, surrounded by friends and strippers, is discussing his lifestyle and the choices he's made. He's comparing his life to others, stating that his current plan is more successful than theirs, and he's ready to take action and live life to the fullest. [/INST]

Lyrics: Strippers in the club and my cup's half empty
Ride with my niggas 'cause my niggas understand me
Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B
Right now (Young rich nigga, young rich nigga)
Motherfucker, let's go


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In a conversation with friends, discussing the importance of owning your own work and being genuine in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: 'Cause I tell everybody all the time
Own your masters, own your catalog
Can't none of these niggas say they own their masters and their catalog
If they do, they're lying to you
Or they gon' say own some of it or they gon' buy it back
All that is bullshit
Just had to get our little thing together
We picked up distribution
Now we're strong, now we're legit, naw'mean
And we're a force to be reckoned with right now, word up


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A rapper boasts about their street credibility and fashion sense, contrasting themselves with other rappers. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, I ain't nothin' like you fuckin' rap niggas
Hussle Man a shooter, that's a fact, nigga
Thirty-two extendos in my MAC, nigga
Spend a thousand on some t-shirts up at Saks, nigga
Look, I ain't nothin' like you fuckin' rap niggas
Hussle Man a shooter, that's a fact, nigga
Thirty-two extendos in my MAC, nigga
Spend a thousand on some t-shirts up at Saks, nigga


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A rapper confidently expresses their success, wealth, and lifestyle, while acknowledging their influence in the music industry and their relationships with women, asserting their dominance in the game and expressing their disinterest in colors or rivalry. They also mention a recent trip to the Amalfi coast, but are still waiting for others to catch up. They emphasize their financial growth and boast about their ability to generate wealth, despite not being in top condition. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look
I let the beat bang I don't claim colors
Honestly, the honesty is why the game love us
My women either centerfolds or on the main covers
Stunt so hard I make these niggas hate summer
And pray for winter but when it's winter time
I'm still waitin' on these niggas at the finish line
We just took our first trip to the Amalfi coast
Couple days on the beach then it's adios (Killa)
Just look at what I done alone
You will swear we planted trees the way the money's grown
We been busy like some bees no honeycomb
And you could prolly feel the breeze when the money's blown
Pardon my towel and flip flop phase
I'll never be the reason that a bitch got paid
Even when I'm not functioning in tip-top shape
I could bench as much as hip hop weighs
Drizzy


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A person determined to succeed despite challenges, embracing their powerful and possibly dangerous nature, and acknowledging the impact they have on their surroundings. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm tryna bring it home
Even if I gotta do it on my own
I'm a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa
Uh
And I'm the one to blame
Now that I'm around shit will never be the same
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa, nigga


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Create a song where two friends are hanging out, taking photos, and freestyle rapping together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey Nip
What up?
Let me get a flick wit'chu
Come on, lil' bro
Got your camera?
Yup, here it go right here
Aight bet, here you go, homie
Hey, Nip, let me spit somethin' for you real quick
Oh, you rap, nigga?
Yeah, you know how I get down
Let me hear somethin', bro, go 'head


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What if you could gain wisdom and understanding through personal experiences, and the importance of defining yourself based on your reactions to situations rather than relying on others? [/INST]

Lyrics: Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine
Never settling, but setting every goal high
One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success
But what is a mistake without the lesson?
See, the best teacher in life is your own experience
None of us know who we are until we fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it
And stay strong


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Write a song about someone who is determined to succeed and provide for their family and community, while also embracing their lifestyle and enjoying the finer things in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Thugger!
I do this shit for my mothafuckin' niggas
I'm gettin' this money, yeah
I do this shit for them Benjis
Like you ain't real or hood, no Tommy gun
I do this shit for my niggas
Pull up with Barettas, nigga, and just go BRRRT
I do this shit for them bad bitches
Wearin' red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
I do this shit for my daughter
I do this shit for my mama
I do this shit for my son, ayy, ayy
I do this shit for my brother
I do this shit for the world
I do this shit for the globe
I do this shit right here, nigga
And I do that shit, why y'all fuck with the boy?
I'm wet like a boat
I'm lovin' my chickens
I smoke and I choke
I do it for my brothers
I do it for my folk
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga shoot from the toes
All the way up to the top
All the way up to the top


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A song about a confident and fearless individual who enjoys driving around town, blasting music, and causing a scene, while not caring about the opinions of others. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't give a fuck
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town
I don't give a fuck
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town


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Input:
Welcome new members to a music event and encourage them to have a great time. [/INST]

Lyrics: What up?
What it do?
Music Corner
I'd like to welcome everybody out tonight
Welcome all the new marathon members
To the experience of a lifetime
I need your hands up though
Yeah, look


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Imagine a scenario in which a person is about to embark on a journey or participate in an event that could potentially change their life forever. They are filled with confidence and excitement, eager to prove themselves and make a lasting impact. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tonight is my night, this is my moment
Feelin' bigger than life but I gotta own it
It's a victory
Let's make history


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Reflecting on the challenges and hardships in life while also acknowledging the love and support from others, a rapper finds solace and strength in their faith. They express their gratitude to God for guiding them through the ups and downs, and recognize that their journey will be full of obstacles, but with God's help, they can overcome them and continue to pursue their dreams. [/INST]

Lyrics: So if it’s meant, then it’s gon' be
People love it 'cause they know that this the real me
The cops hate it, so they hope my homies kill me
But I ain't want the fame, I just wanted y’all to feel me
It’s my time so I’m goin' in
We ball 'til we fall, fuck how the story ends
I see these niggas hatin’, I know you hoes plottin'
I ain't worried 'bout it 'cause I know God got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Say I know God got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Yeah, I know God got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Yeah, I know God got me
See, I ain't worried 'bout it
'Cause I know God got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)
Got me (Got me)


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Write a song lyrics that encourages people to pursue their dreams and not let others' opinions affect them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Once in a lifetime shit, you know?
This song dedicated to everybody out there with a muthafuckin' dream
Fuck what they say, do your shit


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Write lyrics for a song that expresses the feeling of seizing the moment, owning one's potential, and making history. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tonight is my night (Marathon, nigga)
This is my moment (This shit ain't gon' stop til' I say it's gon' stop)
(It ain't  gon' stop 'til you say it's gon' stop)
Feelin' bigger than life
(And it ain't gon' be unless you make it)
But I gotta own it
(It's your time, get up off your ass)
A victory (10 toes down you here)
(I swear to God I shed tears in this booth, nigga)
Let's make history


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Write a song to honor and remember friends and family who have passed or are no longer able to be with you, while emphasizing the importance of perseverance and strength in the face of challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: For my niggas that's gone
For my niggas that can't be here with me
For the ones that is
Shout out my beautiful little girl Emani
Shout out my big bro Black Sam
Shout out my nigga Fats
Shout out my bro Adam
Shout out my A and Bs
You know what this is, it's the motherfuckin' marathon
And this shit ain't gon' stop, man
One hundred (One hundred, one hundred, one hundred)


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A group of friends are gathered in a room, expressing their excitement and enthusiasm towards a new collaboration project involving 14 contributors, with Young Hussle leading the group. The lyrics should reflect the energy and camaraderie of the moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah (Yeah)
Hah
That's right
Young Hussle
What? What?
What? What?


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A rapper is expressing their dedication to making money, using their resources to their advantage, and prioritizing their financial goals over relationships or personal distractions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, I’ma live like it’s my last (That's true)
You worried 'bout them bitches we done had (That's true)
Baby, I’m so focused on this cash (That's right)
I said, baby, I’m so focused on this cash (Trust)
She wanna roll 'cause she see me in that ride (What's up?)
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side (Nah)
You can’t come between it, between it
No, you can’t come between it
Baby I’m so focused on this cash


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A girl who enjoys and embraces her sexual desires, always dressed fashionably, and has no problem being late for work because she prioritizes her desires and understanding of relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Girl, your sex the best, hickies on your neck
Love the way you dress, plus that pussy wet
Do it 'til you sweat, and your hair a mess
Have you late for work, but you could care less
You been livin' more, you been lettin' go
You been havin' fun, just to let me know
That you down to ride, you down to roll
You know the game and how it go


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Write a song about prioritizing money and personal goals over relationships and temporary distractions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, I’ma live like it’s my last (Yeah)
Worried 'bout them bitches we done had (Uh huh)
Baby, I’m so focused on this cash (That's right)
I said, baby, I’m so focused on this cash (Yeah)
She wanna roll 'cause she see me in that ride (What's up?)
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side (What's up?)
You can’t come between it, between it (Nah)
You can’t come between it
Baby, I’m so focused on this cash (That's right)


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A song about overcoming obstacles and achieving success, focusing on perseverance, creativity, and hard-earned triumph. [/INST]

Lyrics: Loaded bases, that's my motivation
A nigga feelin' lucky, we should go to Vegas
2018 mode of transportation
Got me feelin' overanxious like a home invasion
My dough inflated and I'm more creative
Signed a couple big deals, but it's no paradin'
See, it's a couple niggas every generation
That wasn't supposed to make it out, but decode the matrix
And when they get to speak, it's like a coded language
Reminds niggas of they strength and all the stolen greatness
We used to shoot at niggas at the Mobil station
Full circle, mogul motivation
My self-educated shrewd negotiations
Got the sharks that I'm sittin' at this table with afraid to bait me
No tint on my Mercedes, that's for inspiration
Two kilos on my neck like the fuckin' '80s
Westside Slauson Ave, know my demonstration
Born and raised, y'all affiliated
It's really greatness, ridin' 'round like I really made it
Loaded bases, I'm gon' Wille Mays it, yah


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A determined individual is pursuing their dreams and goals, with the drive to make it to the top and not let anything hold them back. They're striving to achieve something great, even if it means they have to take risks and put in a lot of effort. The focus is on overcoming obstacles and pushing for success in their chosen field. [/INST]

Lyrics: Listen to my ambition, 'cause I'm on one
Swingin' for the fences, for the home run
Even further beyond into the universe
But I got to make it to first first
It feels like every second's being stolen
I risked it for every ticket we sold them
You got the ball, I'ma take it home
Bottom line, I'm gon' make it home


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Input:
Welcome new members to a special event, encourage them to have a great time and share their enthusiasm. [/INST]

Lyrics: What up
What it do (Music Corner)
I'd like to welcome everybody out tonight
Welcome all the new Marathon members
To the experience of a lifetime
I need y'all hands up though
Yeah, look


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The feeling of unstoppable confidence and being larger than life [/INST]

Lyrics: Bigger than average life
I’m brighter than Vegas lights
Feeling like I can’t lose
Any other day I do
Feels like I'm ?
It feels like I’m 8 feet tall
Tonight is my night
For sure, for sure


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A song that empowers listeners to believe in themselves and pursue their dreams, despite the challenges and negativity they may face, inspired by the theme of overcoming adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: So if it’s meant, then it’s gon be
People love it, cause they know that this the real me
The cops hate it, so they hope my homies kill me
But I ain't want the fame, I just wanted y’all to feel me
It’s my time, so I’m going in
We ball till we fall, fuck how the story ends
I see these niggas hatin’
I know you hoes plotting
I ain't worried bout it
Cause I know God got me
Got me, got me
Say I know God got me
Got me, got me
Yeah I know God got me
Got me, got me
Yeah I know God got me
See I ain't worried bout it
Cause I know God got me
Once in a lifetime shit you know
This song dedicated to everybody out there with a muthafucking dream
Fuck what they say, do your shit
Tonight is my night
This is my moment
Feeling bigger than life
But I gotta own it
Its a victory
Lets make history


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In a song about perseverance, dedication, and honoring loved ones, the lyrics address the unrelenting nature of a marathon and the importance of staying true to oneself. [/INST]

Lyrics: The marathon nigga
This shit ain't gone stop until I say its gone' stop
It ain't gone' stop until you say its gone' stop
And it ain't gone be unless you make it
It's yo time get up off yo ass
Ten toes down out here you know?
I swear to God I shed tears in this muthafuckin booth nigga
For my niggas that's gone
My niggas that can't be here with me
For the ones that is
Shout out my beautiful lil girl Imani
Shout out my big bro Black Sam
Shout my nigga Fats
Shout out my bro Adam
Shout out my AMB's
You know what this is, it's the muthafuckin marathon
This shit ain't gone stop man
One hunnid


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Create a song that represents overcoming adversity and finding inspiration in unexpected moments. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gotta light up to shit like this, nigga
And I ain't even said it or wrote it yet
I just feel it, you know?


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A lyricist creates a song about an individual who rises to the occasion, overcoming obstacles and proving their worth. The lyrics mention the character's tenacity and determination in the face of challenges, using the phrase "overtime" to represent their dedication to their goals. The song also alludes to a famous line from a popular TV show, "Savage Life," to illustrate their mindset and attitude towards life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yuh
Overtime 'cause I ain't have a mic
I was in that Chevy
Yuh
Overtime (Overtime) 'cause I ain't have a mic
I was in that Chevy playin' Savage Life
Niggas lookin' like I had it wrong (Wrong)
Now them niggas know I had it right (Right)
They don't know about them sleepless nights
Them lookin' for a reason nights
They say it's six degrees in life
Opportunity, preparation, they meet, it's nice (Nice, nice)


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Write a song about a person striving for success in life, facing challenges, and overcoming obstacles, while staying true to themselves and their dreams. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cappin' for a cheaper price
Hustlin' for a bucket, keep your sneakers tight
Shoot a box, catch the cheapest flight
If it land, thank you Jesus Christ (Christ)
You ain't gon' get it till you see it right
And jump off in this legal life
Feel the pressure from your people, right? (Right?)
Still choose to lead 'em right (Right)
Sometimes I rap about my feature price (Price)
Or all of my defeats in life
They told me don't believe the hype
But I felt like this 'bout myself before the mic


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Think about the life of someone who has achieved a lot of success but still faces challenges and judgment from others. Focus on their resilience and ambition to continue moving forward, while acknowledging the imperfections and struggles that everyone faces. [/INST]

Lyrics: Put my right hand to God, shine on these broads
Stay on my job, grind with my squad
Hundred racks on my car, no license at all
No tint on that thing, nigga, 'cause that's how we ball
All these fuck niggas flawed, suckas and frauds
My circle so small, stick to my script and just ball
First, I pick up my bitch, then we shut down the mall
Had to pick up the tip, she tried to pay for it all
Bring some 'yac with my plate, garlic noodles and steak
Bouncin' out the valet with all these tats on my face
People looking like, "Hey, Black nigga, stay in your place"
But it's some shit they gon' think and it's some shit they gon' say
Got to a brick from an eighth, see that music's my fate
Switched it up, from out my trunk, went to the top of my state
And I Versace'd my waist like 2Pac in his hey'
Bryan Williams how I built this All Money estate, woah


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A rapper rises from humble beginnings, achieves success, and navigates the challenges of fame, wealth, and personal relationships, while maintaining their faith and striving for more. [/INST]

Lyrics: Put my right hand to Jesus, fly like a eagle
Fight with these demons, shine light on my people
This life is a free throw, success is a kilo
My wife is a C-note, but my mistress is Creole
I sip on that Clicquot while I'm bangin' that Z-Ro
Ghetto nigga like Cheetos that got more famous than CeeLo
Turn legit from illegal just like Pesci in Casino
Get JS off of P-role, watch him blow up like C4
I rose from a Regal, Auroras and Lincolns
Low-pros on Alpinas to German drop top two-seaters
Was young and prestigious, phone was matchin' my beeper
How the fuck you gon' reach him? He makin' more than his teachers
Movin' forward with speed, all your morals'll leave
Only focus is cheese, now the forest is trees
Got infected with greed, distort what you see
Your worst nightmare to need is justify your means
Hold up
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I put my right hand to God
I put my right hand to God


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Input:
Imagine a group of friends gathered around enjoying the ocean view from a small circle, as they share laughter and memories. Amidst the laid-back atmosphere, someone scribbles a list of their adventures, and together, they embark on a journey of truth, camaraderie, and indulgence in the simple pleasures of life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ocean views, small circle, it's a chosen few
I wrote it down then I followed through (followed through)
I bought a pound then we rolled a few (rolled a few)
I talk shit but she know it's true (know it's true)
Ocean views, small circle, it's a chosen few
I wrote it down then I followed through (followed through)
I bought a pound then we rolled a few (rolled a few)
I talk shit but she know it's true (know it's true)


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Write a song that reflects on the journey of success and ambition, while also addressing the challenges and realities of life, including wealth and personal goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, early mornin' off that flight though
We gon' go hard then get right, bro
It seemed simple, that's not life though
Ten years later I'm alright though
Look, these niggas act like they don't like dough
They be mad 'cause niggas shine bright though
Look, I got a Ruger and a Bryco
But I'ma let you pick which way tonight go
I got my dough right, plus the right dough
I mean it's legal, pay taxes to them white folks
My procedure, stay crackin 'til my life's low
Then when I die, blue rag around my rifle
Hundred thousand in my coffin, that's just light though
Play a Stevie Wonder song, smoke some flight, bro
Crack a pint of Act then pour in some Sprite, bro
Until that day I'm walking toward what's in my sights though
'Cause all I see is ocean views


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Imagine a song where the singer is expressing their desire and fascination for someone, wishing to possess them as their own, and running a never-ending marathon together. [/INST]

Lyrics: If you were mine
If you were mine
The way that I move
We still up all night
And I breathe your air
Runnin' this marathon
You only can...


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In a hypothetical relationship where partners are expected to be exclusive, how might the singer and listener navigate the complexities of maintaining separate relationships while still showing loyalty and affection to one another? [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, now, if I was yours, and you was mine
Would you do me like you do him and have someone on the side?
So, keep yo' nigga, while I stay on my grind
Just hit me up and we gon' spend some time
Look, if I was yours, and you was mine
Would you do me like you do him and have someone on the side?
So, keep your nigga and I'll stay on my grind
Just hit me up and we gon' spend some time
Right?


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Imagine a song about possessing someone's essence or impact on your life. [/INST]

Lyrics: If you were mine
(All Money In, No Money Out)
If you were mine
The way that I move
And I breathe your air


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Input:
A reflective and introspective look at a person who's enjoying their time alone, driving, smoking, and having a drink, while also acknowledging their tendency to forget things and the decisions they've made. [/INST]

Lyrics: Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?
Now I'm just ridin' through the city
Now I'm just ridin' through the city
And ain't nobody rollin' with me
And ain't nobody rollin' with me
It ain't a problem, I'm gon' get it
It ain't a problem, I'm gon' get it
This a trip, trip, trip, trip
Ridin' 'round smokin' by myself
Don't you know I do it so well?
Dollar signs all on my head
Rollin' solo dolo, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Ayy, almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?


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Input:
How can someone find their own path to success while also considering the guidance of others who have already achieved success? [/INST]

Lyrics: And I'm actually gonna get right into it
And they really wanna know how
You know, how can I blaze my own path?
Uh, how can I be successful?
Um, how can I follow the path
That someone else has laid for me to be successful?


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Discuss someone's frustration with the perceived ease of a situation, despite knowing that it's not easy for others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
I know to you, it looks easy
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
But this shit ain't easy, believe me
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
I know to you, it looks easy
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
But this shit ain't easy, believe me


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The song is about the struggles and successes of a self-made individual, addressing the jealousy and misunderstandings from those who doubt their abilities. The person also pays homage to Nipsey Hussle and their connection to Atlanta. [/INST]

Lyrics: Self-made, self-made, nigga really self-made
And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play
Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die (ATL)
Fuck with my nigga Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
I know to you, it looks easy
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
But this shit ain't easy, believe me
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
I know to you, it looks easy
Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad
But this shit ain't easy, believe me


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A song about friends who support and encourage each other, especially when they're facing self-doubt or difficulties, and the importance of sticking together in a challenging world. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now, I don't ever wanna hear you niggas say you doubtin' shit again


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A group of friends reminiscing on their humble beginnings and expressing their excitement and pride in the success they've achieved together, now "doing it real big. [/INST]

Lyrics: Real big, real big
I knew one day, I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit
Who would ever thought that we would build this?


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A young man, growing up in a challenging environment, rises above his circumstances and finds success while maintaining his loyalty to his community and friends. He reflects on his experiences, including his interactions with law enforcement, his relationships with young women, and his determination to achieve success. He also acknowledges the importance of staying true to his roots and supporting his friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tryna walk to school, get your jaw socked
Tryna pump your gas, get your car shot
Large profit margin on the long shots
'Cause young niggas rarely make it off of our block
Night time, locs on
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
High school, didn't go
Couldn't understand my plan, now you niggas know
Self-made, well-paid
I'm from where they tell you never touch the shell case
I'm from where they teach you never trust a pale face
Let's talk bangin', I can tell you 'bout a failed race
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
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Real big, real big
I knew one day, I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit
Who would ever thought that we would build this?


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A rapper reflecting on their journey in the music industry, starting from humble beginnings, facing challenges, and ultimately achieving success while staying true to themselves and their fans. [/INST]

Lyrics: Sold-out shows, that's a door split
Niggas ain't show up, that's a forfeit
Left my record label, just got more rich
I switched it up, that's me singin' on the chorus
But still, I spit bars so gutter
Drive cars, no stutter, top floor, no clutter
Hardwood floors, though
White wall, that's where my awards go
Runnin' from the law 'til they foreclose
Sit with myself when them doors close
Sometimes I got a question, only Lord knows
What I'm doing out in Copenhagen spendin' euros?
Night time, locs on
Do it big, nigga, 'til my Locs home
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Real big, real big
I knew one day, I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit
Who would ever thought that we would build this?


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In a song, a person expresses their desire to stay in the present, live in the moment, and give everything they have to share that experience with someone they care about. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I could stay in this moment, I would forever
If I could live in this moment, said I would forever
Real shit, real shit
Yeah, yeah
If I could give you the stars, baby, I would
Wanna last to share in this moment, baby, this moment
And I would give you the stars, baby, I would


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A group of friends, striving to make their dreams come true, reflects on their journey and the support they have from their close-knit community. They look up to the stars and marvel at how far they've come. They acknowledge the hardships they've faced, but remain determined to achieve their goals. Their loyalty and camaraderie is unshakable, and they continue to build towards a better future. [/INST]

Lyrics: Real big, real big
I knew one day, I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit
I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit
Who would ever thought that we would build this?


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A song about freshly starting a new journey, with references to marijuana use, determination, and overcoming challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: Smokin' Backwoods, marathon OG
Uh, what? Hussle
Yeah, I feel brand new like I just started this shit, uh
Like at the beginning
I know y'all been waiting
My foundation's solid, let's take flight, ayy, look


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Imagine a scene where an artist is performing at a packed concert, and the audience is eagerly anticipating their favorite song. [/INST]

Lyrics: Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life


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Rap about achieving success while staying true to your roots, and mention luxury items and international recognition as symbols of your accomplishments. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got that good, still in the hood
I kept my word, yeah my nigga, I make good
6 figure niggas in them v-12s
No tint, nigga, so you see well
My Cuban link, that's 14k
My presidential, I wear it every day
It symbolizes, how I'm enterprising
I came from lint in Dickie pockets so I emphasize it
You check the filing, niggas say I kept it solid
But fuck the rumors, money talks and you made less deposits
I dropped some videos, you should go check the comments
They love me all around the world my nigga, what's your problem?
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Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life


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A rapper is bragging about their luxurious lifestyle, high-end possessions, and accomplishments in the music industry. They are questioning someone's authority to question their requests and highlighting their hard work and dedication that led to their success. The rapper is also celebrating the finer things in life like expensive cars, champagne, and beautiful women. [/INST]

Lyrics: All my liquor from France, my cars from Frankfurt
Told them keep they advance, distribute and market my label
I own it all, I own it all, word in them offices is that I want it all
That's right I do, now who the fuck is you?
To question my request, I paid my fucking dues
Had a couple dreams, now they coming true
I'm at the Porsche lot, asking do they come in coupes?
Walking out the club with a hundred goons
Magnum bottles of the Veuve, and a pungent fume
Model bitches stunting in them fucking shoes
Bring your homegirl 'cause she coming too
Fast cars with them leather seats
Drop top, she a fucking freak
Blow me down while we ride on PCH
I'm Nip Hussle the great, middle fingers in your face, uh


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A rapper, Infant Stone, returns to the stage after a hiatus, ready to perform and express his enthusiasm for being back in the spotlight, talking about the anticipation of the moment and the preparation he's put into it. The rapper is focused on his performance, emphasizing his flow and presence on the mic. The song talks about his dedication to the craft and his continued success, referring to his status as a heavy hitter in the industry. The lyrics also touch on the theme of friendship and camaraderie with his team, hinting at the importance of support within the industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
I'm Infant Stone, I just came home
My flow is sick, disinfect the microphone
In '08 we told you we was never gon'
Change, and we still on this marathon
I'm a heavy hitter like Barry Bonds
Lightweight setback for a heavy arm
Now I'm jumping on stage with my jewelry froze
Fresh out, spending money, killed the movie role
It's all money in like a Brinks truck
And it's no money out like a prenup
You need to get your green up
'Cause me and my team up
Light up some flight, lace up my Nikes
Victory lap, tonight is the night
This the shit I waited for my whole fucking life
This the shit I waited for my whole fucking life (Stone)


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Create a song that highlights the anticipation and excitement of finally experiencing something you've always wanted and paying for it without hesitation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Turn off the lights (Bleh), turn up my mic (Ahh)
Roll up some flight (Nigga), let's all get right (Haha)
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
Turn off the lights (Yeah), turn up my mic (Yeah)
Roll up some flight (Bleh), let's all get right (Right)
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life (Right)
It's that shit you waited for your whole fucking life
Uh, like that
VL
TMC though, uh
Fuck the middle man, proud to pay, ihussle.com
Victory Lap coming soon nigga
Hussle


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A song about overcoming stress and challenges, emphasizing the importance of standing tall and facing issues head-on. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't stress out, nigga
Poke my chest out, nigga
Weight on my shoulder, bring the best out, nigga
Get it right or you get left out, nigga


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A young man reminiscing about his past struggles and how he has made his community proud, now traveling the world with his music and making a name for himself while maintaining his street credibility. [/INST]

Lyrics: Playin' Pac in my cassette loud, nigga
I remember feelin' like a stepchild, nigga
I would hate to see my momma stressed out, nigga
Black Sam would tell me, "poke your chest out, nigga"
I could die today I've made the set proud, nigga
And I could fly away, but I respect vows, nigga
Used to always say I'd make the whole world feel this
Now I'm on the tour around the whole world, nigga
Paparazzi waitin' at my hotel, nigga
Smokin' while I'm drivin' that's with no L's, nigga
20 bands a month just for your bills, nigga
Princess cut diamonds up in your grill, nigga
Now smile in every camera and show you're a trill nigga
You feed 'em what you want cause that's your kill, nigga
And through the darkest days I was like, "oh well, nigga"
Westside neighborhood against the whole world, nigga


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A song that encourages listeners not to stress and to show confidence, while acknowledging the challenges that can bring out the best in people, and emphasizing the importance of staying on the right path or being left behind. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't stress out, nigga
Poke my chest out, nigga
Weight on my shoulder, bring the best out, nigga
Get it right or you get left out, nigga


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Rising to fame, overcoming struggles, and staying true to one's roots in the West. [/INST]

Lyrics: Playin' BIG in my cassette loud, nigga
I remember feelin' like the best out, nigga
They ain't feel me then, but I'm a threat now, nigga
I'm the one that represent the West now, nigga
Almost didn't make it cause the set foul, nigga
Shit'll chip you quicker than the West now, nigga
Lock you up in cages, how it went down, nigga
Ship you out of town, you need to pen pal, nigga
Plenty times I've felt like this the end now, nigga
But I catch my 2nd wind around the 10th round, nigga
Only God knows to where it went down, nigga
But if you see us up that's cause we been down, nigga
Stand up, we don't never sit down, nigga
Man up, go and get a Benz now, nigga
Damn cuhz, look at how my campaign killin'
Panoramic views, chillin' under 12-foot ceilings
I don't stress out, nigga
I don't stress out, nigga


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A rapper boasting about their success, lifestyle, and unique achievements, while simultaneously addressing critics and rivals. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got the key to the city, I got a ho that's saddity
Talk to that bitch in Swahili, tattoo my name in graffiti
Whack out your hood in graffiti
Come through your hood on the weekly
None of y'all niggas can't see me
None of y'all niggas can't see me
Tappin' in
Say they waitin' for it, tell the streets a nigga back again
Ridin' 'round inside the 'Bach again
Rollin' flame inside the 'Bach again
405, another traffic jam
Improvise another master plan
Sit outside a nigga family pad
Another seven grams inside a sandwich bag
My whole life is like a balance act
People's champ, but could you handle that?
I pull up inside the black on black
And park this big-ass Benz inside the handicap
What I done, they can't imagine that
One-of-one, it's like a magic trick
Matter fact, it's like a lotto pick
That's why I gotta talk a lot of shit


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A young man from Westside California, who is a hustler, reflects on the violent nature of his neighborhood and the importance of trusting those within his circle. He also mentions the consequences of betrayal and the struggles of maintaining a lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, I'm from Westside California, they run up on ya
Ask you where you from and check yo' tats under yo' clothin'
Hustla, go hard make sure my knot swollen
Fuck it, say the wrong hood, bullets explodin'
I trust few people these days 'cause that's golden
I seen niggas get killed for who they roll with
And chose to keep inside they circle
Satan sittin' on your sofa
Same nigga that shot you was the one you used to smoke with
Cold shit, my whole clique notorious
You've heard of us, six Os is murderers
You still servin' clucks, jealous nigga, you broke as fuck
Yo bitch on my nuts, spillin' Patrón out my cup
She can't get enough, buffer me down as I puff on the finest kush
They say I be doin' too much, I just do my stuff
Yeah, I just do my stuff
Hussle, Hussle


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Write a song about making money through illegal activities and not leaving any evidence behind. [/INST]

Lyrics: Blue Laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces
Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, hoe, we gettin' paid, bitch
Blue Laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces
Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, hoe, we gettin' paid, bitch


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Describe the struggles and realities of living in the streets and pursuing a life of hustle, while reflecting on the consequences and loss. [/INST]

Lyrics: Been so many places, seen so many things
Niggas stood against tryna chase that cream
This ain't livin'
This ain't livin, no
You thinkin' you gettin' paid, hustlin' everyday
My homies passin' away, no
This ain't livin' (Hustle, nigga)
This ain't livin, no


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Input:
A song about the effects of crime, gang culture, and the streets on young people, as well as the consequences and potential rewards for engaging in dangerous activities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look
What happened to the code? Streets all in shambles
Niggas powderin' they nose, put the shame to what we stand for
They think we on some kill another nigga shit
We really on some stay down and diligent
The streets is cold, turn innocence to militants
Young niggas gangbangin' for the thrill of it
Pops was gone, moms was never home
But the streets was right there so they took you as they own
Blue Laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces
Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, hoe, we gettin' paid, bitch
Blue Laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces
Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, hoe, we gettin' paid, bitch


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Input:
A song that features the character of Nipsey Hussle in a menacing or threatening role, possibly with the theme of paying a debt or facing consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: New Nipsey Hussle (Checc me out)
You in trouble (Checc me out)
Pay us now (Checc me out)
Or pay me double (Checc me out)
New Nipsey Hussle (Checc me out)
New Nipsey Hussle (Checc me out)
New Nipsey Hussle (Checc me out)
Nigga, fuck it (Checc me out)


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Create a rap verse that speaks to overcoming adversity, achieving success, and encountering superficial people along the way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, fuck it, I came from nothing
Shootouts in public, ridin' buses
Buyin' Benzes, was buying buckets
Knock me off of my grind, that's what they wasn't
My life was ugly, and I got money
Caught a glimpse of that, but that's not for me
She say she love me, she think she love me
She want my money, I think she funny
Uh, a-all bad bitches
V12 engines
Broke niggas die slow
While the rich get richer
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Shit like that
Sound like it looks


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Write a song that highlights the street life in Los Angeles and features a character who is confident, unapologetic, and unafraid to share their experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: We on the 'shaw (Checc me out)
Above the law (Checc me out)
I sag my pants (Checc me out)
To show my draws (Checc me out)
This how we ball (Checc me out)
Slauson Mall (Checc me out)
I fuck 'em once (Checc me out)
And never call (Checc me out)
Nigga


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Express the wealth gap and materialism through the lens of cars, lifestyle, and success in a rap song. [/INST]

Lyrics: All bad bitches, (It's All Money In, by the way)
V-12 engines (Supreme)
Broke niggas die slow (It’s on your feet)
While the rich get richer


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A rapper's luxurious lifestyle and commitment to success, while warning others to stay away from trouble, and focusing on their own circle of friends and family. [/INST]

Lyrics: Balenciagas, no Gucci problems
Get money with Timers, Louis V persona
Hit a nigga with a llama
You don’t want them problems
I do my thang in the kitchen
See, that's a Pyrex vision
And I roll with the riches
Stay flippin' those bitches
Stay away from the snitches
That's how you get those stitches
Only fuck with my circle
No square ass niggas
And we don't smoke on purple
Only kush out the Benzes
Where a nigga come from?
My niggas is so relentless
We don't play no games
Send a nigga to the dentist
Or to the ICU, that's how I see you
All about my business
All Money business, bitches
All bad bitches
V-12 engines
Broke niggas die slow
While the rich get richer


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Create a catchy song about living the high life, showing off wealth and success, and attracting attention from both men and women. [/INST]

Lyrics: OPM (Checc me out)
All Money in (Checc me out)
That's a Beamer (Checc me out)
And a Benz (Checc me out)
We do it big (Checc me out)
Fucking twins (Checc me out)
We fuck they friends (Checc me out)
Please come again (Checc me out)
Please come again (Checc me out)
Please come again (Checc me out)
That's what I told her (Checc me out)
Please come again, ay (Checc me out)
Please come again (Checc me out)
Please come again (Checc me out)
OPM (Checc me out)
All Money In (Checc me out)
Nigga


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A rapper reflecting on the speed at which they achieve success and the importance of seizing opportunities in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Y'all see this shit, uh
Everything I operate go fast
Today, the day go by when I ain't got
If I want it, then that's how it should be
That's what we run this game for
Play that


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A man reflects on his journey through life, facing challenges and overcoming obstacles, while learning to trust himself and ignore the opinions of others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, somehow I escaped the fate of this life I lead
Divorced the street, she tried to kill me and my wife to be
Black widow, silk sheets and a satin pillow
This California king loved you like a sack of indo
Empty patron bottles and a pack of Mentos
Master suite 'frigerator full of incidentals
Every day we have a ball like a blond bimbo
Talk to her like a shrink and fuck her like a nympho
And it can be as simple as it seems
If you never doubt yourself and learn from everything you see
Know, wishing on a star can turn your life into a dream
You could walk on water just don't look down at your feet
Look
Told this world I was a star I'm gon' need a stage
Cause life is short and talk is cheap so fuck what people say
When I was 12 a crazy lady told me lead the way
I shed a tear cause it was real and swore to never stray


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Input:
Reflect on the rapidly changing world and the loss of genuine connections, while considering the importance of self-belief, questioning the past, and the need for unity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now every second is a classic, when nothing last
Gotta take a moment and appreciate the fact that
This world is turning faster and faster
And once you found the real it's hard to tolerate the plastic
I ain't no Christian, ain't no Catholic but I believe
God gon' shine his light on everyone that never had shit
I need some answers to these questions that I'm asking
We used to be connected, who detached us?
We used to be respected, now they laughin'
We've turned into possessions with no passion
How we go from the best to less than average
We used to be connected, who detached us?
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Who? Who? Who? Who?
(With no collective identity)
You. You. You. You
(It's every man for himself)
Me. Me. Me. Me
(We need a black mafia)
Us. We. We
(Look)


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Discuss the concept of personal identity and interpersonal relationships in the context of war strategies and separation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Who? Who? Who? Who?
(No separation)
Who? Who? Who? Who?
You. You. You. You
(Divide and conquer)
Me. Me. Me. Me
(It's the Art of War)
Us. We. We
Who detached us?
(Look)


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Input:
Imagine a heartfelt farewell message that a wise and inspiring person would share with their loved ones before leaving, full of life advice and encouragement to live authentically and with purpose. [/INST]

Lyrics: Death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it
And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life
It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new
Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life
Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking
Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice
And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish
It was their farewell message as they signed off
And now, I wish that for you
Stay Hungry. Stay FoolishEmbed


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Input:
A person realizes they're unique among their peers and explains how they knew through various repetitions. [/INST]

Lyrics: That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew that I was different
That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew
That's how I knew, that's how I knew that I was different


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A young rapper from a rough neighborhood on the West Coast, who grew up selling drugs to support his family, shares his experiences and views on life, the music industry, and the importance of hustling and staying true to his roots. He also emphasizes the dangers and realities of living in a high-crime area. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, I'm comin' straight off of Slauson
A crazy motherfucker named Nipsey
I'm turnt up cause I grew up in the 60's
Caution to you rap niggas try and diss me
I go hard that's why your bitch wanna flip me
Big guns, nigga, turn rivals into rosaries
Extended clips, I give a fuck who you 'posed to be
Straight off the block I sold dope to buy groceries
Now it's rap money, no advance, it's all royalties
You broke, nigga, you could follow me
It's fuck bitches, get money, keep some hollow heads logically
And I'm from where homicide boost the economy
Pay taxes to these coroners and put in work, it's a policy (Hussle)
It's white chalk on the corners
It's yellow tape on the gates
Choppers up above
That's 'cause the Tiny Locs runs the streets where I'm from


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Input:
Write a song lyrics introduction that sets the tone for a Nipsey Hussle track, highlighting themes of money, power, and street life. [/INST]

Lyrics: This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
Guns, money and bitches, that's the way that we do it
First get your grind on, then get your shine on
Then come through daytime with the lights on (Hussle, Hussle)
Now hit the fast lane and let your chain swang (Yeah)
You getting' dollars like a doctor, but you gangbang
Yeah, it's Hussle in the house
Yeah, it's Hussle in the house (Hussle, Hussle)


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Input:
A song about a confident and successful individual, driving a fancy black car, enjoying their air conditioning and taking a break to smoke a backwood while rapping about their wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa


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Input:
A young man rises with determination and ambition, despite facing challenges and potential threats. He's focused on achieving financial success, but also aware of the risks and obstacles along the way. The lyrics touch on themes of danger, determination, and the pursuit of wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: I wake up in this state of mind, like sky's the limit
My niggas said you crossed the line, well I'm gon' kill you
I'm focused on a million cash, that's the vision
Speeding and I'm finna crash, that's the feeling
Until my tires burn, though, and my wheels give out
These backwoods burn slow, like my bills dish out
When them people come for you, they gone steal yo house
Put yo name on them papers, they gone fill you out
Couple moves from yo quota, come fuck up yo count
Have you thinking bounce back when you out
Look, I'm tip-toeing over traps
Tight-roping at a height, you fall you knowing it's a wrap
But I'm gon' keep this balance, cause it ain't no turning back
Ain't no looking down, my niggas ain't concerned with that
More concerned with cash
More concerned with running laps, running rap
Getting rich, then run it back


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A young man shares his experiences with street life, violence, and his determination to rise above it all, while also expressing his success and aspirations. [/INST]

Lyrics: My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
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What's the deal, nigga? What's the deal, nigga?
How you feel? Now you know this shit is real, nigga
Once upon a time was in the field, nigga
War time, really kill or kill, nigga
Gunfire, shooting out civills, nigga
Young, wild, police gon' deal with you
Not too many still living
So I gotta paint it real vivid
I'm surprised that I'm here, nigga
Naw, I'm blind to my fears, nigga
I shine like De Beers, nigga
And fly like a Lear, nigga
Climb like the stairs, nigga
Spend time out in Paris, nigga
Come from where the grannies gotta bury niggas
And money make these hoes wanna marry niggas


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Input:
A rapper describes their life of luxury and leisure, complete with expensive cars, smoking, and a comfortable living environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa


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Contemplating past dreams and the pursuit of success [/INST]

Lyrics: I think about them late nights
Drive to Vegas across the state lines
Finally did it, it just take time
Since I was ye' high, my only goal was get this cake right
And what they say, right
You on your own, it's what you make life
You was out there everyday, right?
Tryna push foreign, tryna eat steak, right?
Put some hunnids in yo safe, right?
Hang some flat screens in yo place, right?
Life insurance, just in case, right?
Gave something to the lawyer, just in case, right?
Sitting solo, first class, on a straight flight
I remember waiting on my day like...
Everyday I'm on this paper chase, like
Stand between these buildings 'til the daylight
Wiggle through the prisons and the grave sites
Then you finally get it, and you take flight
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa


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Imagine a song about a successful and confident individual who feels on top of the world, having achieved greatness and receiving the "key to the city" as a symbol of their accomplishments. [/INST]

Lyrics: 455, I drive by doing a hundred
And I stay blunted 'cause I do what I need
And that's the reason that they love me
'Cause I've been making money
I got the key to the city
It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city
This is how it is to be a big shot