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A rapper boasts about their lifestyle and the impact they've made in the music industry, referencing popular trends, luxury cars, and collaborations with other well-known artists. [/INST]

Lyrics: You tatted your face and changed the culture
You screamed "Suu whoop" and them gangstas loved you
You bought a Bugatti so you can flex
And most of the bad bitches your ex
Ride 'til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly
"Duffle Bag" video, we shot that bitch on Godby
You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate
They said it ain’t about stylin’, what they tryna kick knowledge?
Duffle Bag Boys, yeah I can’t forget Dolla
And going to get the money is some words that I follow
I swallowed my pride, smoking endo outside
Straight from ColleGrove, I’m reporting live


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Think of a close friend or a loyal companion who is always there for you, and express your appreciation and loyalty towards them through repetitive phrases and a catchy rhythm. [/INST]

Lyrics: That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg
That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg
That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg
That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg
That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg
That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg
That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg
That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg


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A song that describes the dissatisfaction and violent tendencies of young people in a community, warning others to be careful around them and highlighting the consequences of their actions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Y'all niggas lame for that, y'all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga banging back
Then we gon' fade to black then we gon' fade to black


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A song about confidently entering a social event, getting the attention of others, and dominating the scene by turning up the energy and making a statement. [/INST]

Lyrics: I walked in, then I turnt up, pockets full of hundreds
Shawty got a tan like she come from the Bahamas
I do this all night, man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a school of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up


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A rapper talks about his recent success and the extravagant lifestyle that comes with it, and how it contrasts with his friends' current situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: I walked in, then I turn up
Got the Benz right in front us, all my friends on the come up
I'm like, damn, these niggas ain't a 100
Man I keep that shit a 100, all this bling cost me a 100


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A person enters a party and immediately starts having a great time, showing off their money and impressive style, while also metaphorically "eating" their competition (in this case, other rappers) by outperforming them in the spotlight. [/INST]

Lyrics: I walked in, then I turnt up, pockets full of hundreds
Shawty got a tan like she come from the Bahamas
I do this all night, man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a school of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up


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A rapper expressing their desire for wealth, material possessions, and success, while not being impressed by others' accomplishments. [/INST]

Lyrics: I told them, get on my level
Bitch, you could get on this shovel
Coke prices high, than which was if a Tony Montana
I just got me a bezel
My slippers is clean
All I wear Tru Religion
I paid a grip for them jeans
I got a lust for the cream
I need a money machine
I need a money machine
I need a money machine
I see you doing your thing, but it ain't nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see


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A confident rapper boasts about his skills with women and the luxurious lifestyle he leads, while also acknowledging that his fame and fortune make him a target for envious people. [/INST]

Lyrics: I say I'm incredible, most legible
Schedule ain't, but I can make your girl flexible, edible
Put her top and call it putting her on my pedestal
You would never know, unless you worked at the bank
Camel toe, look like steak
And your boy look like great
2 gun bang
And I'm so fly I can sue an airplane
You can tell your girl here, because a cab came
And I keep it 100, I don't need no spare change
Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune
Fortunately I'm famous, 26's wheel of fortune
And I been riding foreign since the fucking introduction
You might also like
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I need a money machine
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see


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Talk about your recent achievements, what you've bought from famous people, your interactions with women, and how you're setting an example for others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo it's my time to shine, so I'm checking my Rollie
A bet with the Lakers, I bought a necklace off Kobe
I be fucking your girl, I was texting her only
I told her, "I'd like your legs better if they was open"
Ever since the beginning, niggas knew I was focused
Strip club tour started Magic, ended at Strokers
I'm a fucking example of a fucking example
Hit her from the back, nigga, that's a fucking example
I came up on Luke Campbell, I'm so sick I need Campbells
If you know I'm showing up, I hope you come with your camera
Got the city on swole with my Louis bandana
My car is shitting on niggas, I should ride with a Pamper


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A person feeling indifferent towards someone else's success and instead focusing on their own goals, perhaps wanting a "money machine" to achieve them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I need a money machine
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see


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A person is determined to achieve their goals and find success, no matter what obstacles they may face. [/INST]

Lyrics: I say it's my time to get it, my time to shine
I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind
It's my time to get it, my time to shine
I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind, bitch


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A person talks about not knowing how to save money but still enjoying a lavish lifestyle, while acknowledging that life is a balance of ups and downs, and ultimately, everything happens for a reason. [/INST]

Lyrics: A nigga never learned to save
I be ballin' anyway (I be ballin' any—)
God don't make no mistakes
God don't make no mistakes (Boom, boom)
A nigga never learned to save
I be ballin' anyway (Yeah, swish)
God don't make no mistakes
This life is give-and-take


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A confident and successful individual with a thriving social life and financial stability is expressing their abundance of resources and connections. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora


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A rapper recounts their daily life, which includes making money, their preferences for women and tattoos, offering extras to those interested, and accidentally sleeping with someone's girlfriend (resulting in a hit-and-run), all while reflecting on the difficulties they've experienced, such as friends facing federal cases. [/INST]

Lyrics: I get money, 12 gauge shotty
I don't like nothing but hoes and tattoos on my body, yeah
I got extras, you want some?
Fucked your girl on accident, that's a hit-and-run
Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case, damn
Okay


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Imagine a song that describes the confidence and success of a person who is a member of the Southside gang. They are flaunting their wealth, style, and power in the form of snake skin accessories, their ability to provide for their community, and having a strong and powerful presence over their rivals. The lyrics should contain elements of bravado, wealth, and protection, and the use of a rifle as a symbol of their power. [/INST]

Lyrics: Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!


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A confident and successful rapper talks about his wealth, lifestyle, and relationships, while also referencing his stage name and representing his home city. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
You might also like
I just went on the run, 100 piece for a show
I just had a threesome for three weeks in a row, yeah
Last name Chainz, first name 2
I'm T.R.U. to it, you know how I do it
I get head 'fore I screw it, first thing I do
Yeah, you know I'm stuntin' cause I'm gettin' to the money
Put it in her tummy, pu-put it in her tummy
Hit her with the morning dick, ooh, I ain't pissed yet
Yeah, I rep the A, the only thing I flunk is piss tests


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A song about a confident and successful individual from the South who showcases their wealth and influence, while challenging their rivals and boasting about their abilities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!


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A confident and successful individual boasting about their abundance of resources and connections, particularly when it comes to women. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora


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A person expressing that they are blessed with abundance in various aspects of life, such as finances, work, and romantic interests. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora


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Imagine a scenario where a character is experiencing a mixture of emotions, including surprise, excitement, and a bit of pain. This could be a romantic encounter, a surprise party, or even a thrilling encounter with danger. The character is reacting to these intense feelings with an emotional outburst of "ooh," "ow," and "wow," emphasizing the various emotions they are experiencing in that moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ow, ow
Wow, wow, wow, ah, ow,  ow, ow


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A rapper talks about his success, power, and skills, comparing himself to athletes and a dangerous animal, while addressing haters and competitors. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, dawg, huh—yeah—, nah for real, dawg (21)
Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dawg (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dawg (Wet)
Wanna tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dawg (Wet)
Killed dog, I'm a real dawg—21—, you a lil' dawg (21)
Bill dog, want a bil', dog, chasing mil's, dawg (Yeah)
Dunk right in your bitch like O'Neal, dawg (Wet)
Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill', dawg (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dawg (Fast)


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Write a song about having a significant amount of money in one's bank account and having a group of loyal friends ready to protect that wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (Fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)


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Imagine a song about a young, tough individual who has no qualms about making their own way in life and standing up for themselves, despite the hardships they've faced. They are not afraid to express their wealth and lifestyle choices, while also acknowledging the influence of the streets on their identity. [/INST]

Lyrics: $7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action
The streets raised me, I'm a whole bastard


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Write a song about expressing love and appreciation for someone while using a playful tone, possibly involving headphones. [/INST]

Lyrics: I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, woah, woah, woah, yeah


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The speaker repeatedly asks someone how much money they have, emphasizing the importance of this question and the person's wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (A lot)


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A person feeling overwhelmed and wanting to simplify or deconstruct their life, perhaps using the repetition of "I break it down" to represent their ongoing struggle and desire for change. [/INST]

Lyrics: Break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down


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A young man who grew up in a tough environment and turned to a life of crime, but later found solace in music and rapping, reflecting on the loss of his brother and the changes it brought to his life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us
Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up
My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast
My brother got life and it turned me to the streets
I been through the storm and it turned me to a G
But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats


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A song about someone who is excited to dance and have fun at a party, using repetition to emphasize their enthusiasm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Break it on down, I break it on down
I break it on down, I break it on down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it on down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down, I br-


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A song about dealing with past heartbreak and disloyalty, questioning the meaning of love, and expressing hope for a genuine connection in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: You crossed me once, it's fuck you forever (Straight up)
Middle school got my heart broke, stop writin' love letters (21)
Heart cold, yeah, so cold had to buy the Moncler sweater (On God)
Valentines Day, she ripped the card and urinated on the rose petals (Damn)
You was my rock, heavy metal
Now you ain't shit to me (Facts)
I thought it was love, until I woke up
And had an epiphany (21)
Keep the fame and keep the love
Just give me the loyalty (On God)
Nefertiti, King Tut
I treat you like royalty (Fact)
I just wish your love wouldn't fade away
Even when the smoke clear, I'm here to stay
Don't you ever let a nigga take my place
Would you be around if I had minimum wage?


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Despite all the sacrifices I've made for our friendship, you let me down and caused me pain. Now I'm going through life without you, and I can't help but feel like I'm ballin' without you by my side. [/INST]

Lyrics: I gave you my all (My all)
You was my dawg (You was my dawg)
I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call)
Thought you had my back (Nah)
You let me fall (Let me fall)
You healed my pain (My pain)
Then you caused it (Then you caused it)
Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up)
Now I gotta ball (Straight up)
Now I gotta ball without you (21)
Now I gotta ball (21)
Now I gotta ball without you (Ball)
Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball)
Now I gotta ball without you (21)
Now I gotta ball (21, 21)


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Write a song about a confident individual who flaunts their wealth and disregards the law, using visual and metaphorical imagery to describe their lifestyle and experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car
We don't abide by the law (No)
You don’t know what I done saw (Saw)
Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)
I keep a stick for the war (Stick)
Checks I deposit (Checks I deposit)
Money just stick with the boy


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The song is about a young person who has been successful in life, despite not seeking fame or attention. They have chosen a path that has led to financial gain and the respect of their family. The lyrics convey their feeling of accomplishment and the confidence that comes with being recognized for their achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cash in and cash out (Cash in and cash out)
I am not lookin' for clout (Nah)
I knew I would figure it out (I knew)
I took the millionaire route (Run it up)
Popped a pill got my head in the cloud (Huh)
Say my name, it'll bring out a crowd (Crowd)
We got paid, now my family proud (On God)
I been drippin' this drip since a child


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A song that celebrates success, luxury, and confidence, emphasizing the speaker's achievements, material possessions, and influence over others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, niggas tryna drip like the boy, yeah
I don't gotta get no award, yeah
Live in the bank, don't do fraud, yeah
I been fuckin' superstars, yeah
Her pussy good, buy her a car yeah
You niggas ain't makin' no noise, yeah
You niggas ain't makin' no noise (On God)


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Imagine a song where the main character is driving around with their friends, having a good time, and enjoying some casual fun, while also incorporating the sounds of various activities they do. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah
I pull up roll the window down and (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
I pull up roll the window down and (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
I pull up roll the window down and (Pew, pew, pew)


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Create a song about a powerful pistol and the influence of two dangerous gangs, Slaughter Gang and Murder Gang, on the life of the speaker. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just bought a pistol it got .30 rounds in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up at your momma house and put some rounds in it (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Wet a nigga block and watch them niggas drown in it (Skrrt)
Hunnid round drum, gun a nigga down with it (21)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)


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Young Savage confronts a rival, expressing confidence in his gang status and disrespecting a girl who is on drugs. He then mocks the rival's lies about their drug business and describes his preference for a particular body type. Young Savage further asserts his dominance by letting his rival's baby daddy know not to mess with him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Two guns up, I don't give a fuck
I'm a big dog, lil' nigga, you a pup'
Pull up at your spot, walk up on it, shoot it up
Your bitch, she on the molly, yeah, I got her booted up (Gang)
You said you was trappin' but I heard thats a lie (Bitch)
Baking soda, cold water, cut the stove on, scrape the side (Bitch)
You can keep the skinny bitch 'cause I like a fat ass and thighs (21)
Bitch, I'm Young Savage, your baby daddy know not to try (21)


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A rapper is excited about their new gun and the power it gives them, feeling confident in their ability to protect themselves and their loyalty to their gang. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just bought a pistol it got .30 rounds in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up at your momma house and put some rounds in it (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Wet a nigga block and watch them niggas drown in it (Skrrt)
Hunnid round drum, gun a nigga down with it (21)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
Slaughter Gang shit (Shit), Murder Gang shit (Shit)
Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit
Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit
Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit
Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit


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How fame and wealth can corrupt and create a monstrous being. [/INST]

Lyrics: Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh


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Imagine a song about the protagonist feeling like an unstoppable force, embracing their power, and using creative imagery to express their dominance. [/INST]

Lyrics: 21
I feel like the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherfuckin' chimney on my stick


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Write a song about meeting up with friends and discussing the various languages they speak. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah


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A rapper reflects on the consequences of prioritizing wealth and material possessions over meaningful relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth


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A wealthy individual laments the loss of their friends due to their obsession with money and material possessions, while highlighting their lack of concern for others' needs and the intrusive nature of the media. They reflect on the loneliness that comes with their newfound success and the feeling of betrayal from those who used to be close to them. They also acknowledge that their mother continues to hope for a better outcome for them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I lost all my friends countin' bands and I copped a Benz
Pulled up with no army, just the guap and I'm spendin' it
No, no, never lendin' it, that's all for me
I stay greedy with the dollar, givin' no 'pologies
All these mans with they fuckin' hands out, tryna spare some
I don't never stress, no, I got plenty peso
I been all alone, on my own in my new mansion
Everybody says I went ghost, jump in my Phantom
Paparazzi always tryna press up on me
Ever since I blew up, I don't know nobody (Know nobody)
Yeah, I blew 80 bands only for you to leave
Hey, I know somewhere that my mama prayin' for me (For me)


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A song about someone who values material possessions and wealth over friendships, and who believes that if someone wants to dance, they should do it for the money, as they don't need friends if the truth is being considered. [/INST]

Lyrics: I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe (For me)
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth (For me)
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe
Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth
If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh
I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth
I lost all my, I lost all my
(Really wanna know the truth)
Hey


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A young man, raised in tough circumstances, shares his journey from the streets to the charts, all the while trying to keep the secrets that he knows would hurt his mother. Through hard work and determination, he has risen above his past, leaving those who doubted him behind and living a life he never imagined possible. The struggle continues as he faces both real and imagined enemies, but he remains focused on his goal of success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Grind hard, nigga, grind hard, I done grind hard
Late nights playin' b-ball with a decoy
I was on the corner with the robbers and the d-boys
Now I'm on the charts, man, this shit is unbelievable
Mama, it's a lot of secrets that I had to keep from you
Got in so much trouble, thought the teachers had beef with you
And it paid off 'cause we livin' like the Greeks and Jews
Used to leave your stove runnin', stove runnin' (21, 21)
Now it's Louis rags when my nose runnin'
Got it out the mud, I don't owe nothin'
You pussy ass niggas, I ain’t on nothin'
Wanna see me fucked up 'cause they poor hustlin'
The same niggas with me back when I was head itchin'
Man I'm having nightmares that the feds listenin'
You fake gangstas pump fakin' and they scared snitchin'
The coupe fast and it's fucking up the dash digits


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Talk about your loyalty and commitment to a specific group or person, using a playful, street-slang approach. [/INST]

Lyrics: Y'all know what's goin' on
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'—


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Describe the experiences and lifestyle of someone involved in a dangerous and violent lifestyle in a city known for crime and violence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Roll the window down, stick the Glock out (Stick the Glock out)
This chopper got a AMP, I'ma rock out (I'ma rock out)
When it's time for smoke, they gon' cop out (They gon' cop out)
This AK47 made in Moscow (Made in Moscow)
All these dead bodies got me seein' strange things (Straight up)
Both sides of the gun, I done dealt and felt the pain (On God)
Drive-by? Nah, we the walk-up gang (21)
I come from the 6 where they chalk up lames (On God)
Slide in and out (Out)
Spend the night? I doubt (Doubt)
Gold grill mouth (Mouth)
I come from the South (South)
We was stealin' cars
You was inside the house (Pussy)
I know he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we call him a mouse (21)


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A rapper describing a humorous and exaggerated encounter with a rival, where he brags about his creativity, mentions a strange sexual situation, and emphasizes the intensity of the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: My brother down the road, they tried to give him life
He swear he so creative, turned a toothbrush to a knife
Savage got your wifey playin' with herself on Skype
She thought the AC was on, it was just my ice
We pull up ready to shoot (Brrrah)
Y'all ready to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to kill (Yeah)
Y'all ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass nigga get killed ridin' a bike (Pussy)
Savage left his gun at home, nigga, yeah, right (Ha)


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A confident and ambitious individual rapping about their dedication to their craft and drawing comparisons to notorious drug lord Frank Lucas. [/INST]

Lyrics: Solid nigga, real street nigga
A hundred percent, a hundred and ten percent
Ain't no cut on this shit, nigga
This shit blue magic, nigga, like Frank Lucas, nigga, on God


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Create a song that addresses someone's desire to join a group or community, but also displays loyalty and pride in their origins from a specific location ("Zone 6"). Incorporate slang and strong language to emphasize the message. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
I wanted to come in, know what I'm talkin' about
Cuz just talked that shit
That big Zone 6 shit for y'all niggas ass
(Stop all that cap-ass shit)


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Write a song about a high-stakes rap battle featuring Kylie Jenner and drug lords, set to a catchy beat by Wheezy Beatz. [/INST]

Lyrics: Issa Kylie, might be Jenner, hol' up
Let's fight about it, hol' up, she leave wit' the winner, hol' up
Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas
N-n-n-n-narcos
Wheezy Beatz


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Write a song that repeats the phrase 'Issa' in various ways. [/INST]

Lyrics: Issa, issa, issa, issa, issa
Issa, issa... Issa
Issa, issa, issa... Issa
Issa, issa, issa... Issa


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A young man is boasting about his street credibility and the excitement of being part of a notorious group. [/INST]

Lyrics: Issa... slight problem, niggas poppin' like some popcorn, nigga
Hit your bitch with my socks on, nigga (Now they turnt)
Issa, issa, issa knife, lil' nigga
Know some hitters out the 9th, lil' nigga


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Write a song that portrays the dominance and confidence of an individual within their social circle, using metaphorical language to emphasize their superiority and disdain for those who don't align with their crew. [/INST]

Lyrics: Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang, you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy, they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy-niggas, like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip, grip, grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip, drip, drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick, lick, lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip, dip, dip


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Describe a scene in which a confident, ambitious, and slightly controversial individual confidently asserts their place in a group of friends, expressing their close connections to them and their willingness to protect them. They also demonstrate their charm and sexual prowess with women, as well as their readiness to confront potential threats. [/INST]

Lyrics: Young Savage pull up on your fucking on your mother (Your mother)
Young Savage, bitch, I'm hanging with my brothers (Brother)
Slaughter Gang savages, yeah, them my brothers (Yeah, them my brother)
Slaughter Gang got choppers, like under covers (Pew, pew, pew)
Hit that bitch with a rubber (Yeah)
Fuck her on the dresser, boy, I fuck her on the covers (Yeah, yeah)
I keep a lethal weapon, like my name Danny Glover (Yeah)
I'm just here to fuck, yeah, baby, I ain't here to love, yeah (21)
Send you to your nigga 'cause I heard he a sucker (Sucker)
If he run up on me like a swisher, I'ma a bust 'em (Buuh)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, nigga get to duckin' (Duckin')
I'm a ladies man, bitches call me MC lovin' (Yeah)


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Create a song about the contrast between two rival gangs and the boastful confidence of someone who belongs to the more powerful one, using wordplay and exaggeration. [/INST]

Lyrics: Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang, you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy-niggas like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip, grip, grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip, drip, drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick, lick, lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip, dip, dip


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Young Metro and Zaytoven are friends who are known for their production skills. They are in a situation where if someone doesn't trust Young Metro, Zaytoven will take action. The repetition of "damn" and "yeah" emphasizes the intensity of the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
Damn, damn, damn, damn
21, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Zaytoven
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A rapper recounts his past experiences and struggles, addressing misconceptions about his music and the challenges he faces, as well as the impact of police violence on his community and the fight for justice. [/INST]

Lyrics: They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols (21)
I'm tryna feed my family, I ain't being political (Fuck)
You ain't givin' out money, then they look at you pitiful (On God)
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you (Damn)
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon' shoot up your Sprinter (Fuck)
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental (Facts)
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can't wait 'til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon' shoot you on camera (21)
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin' to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle (Fuck)
Loadin' up his chopper (Loadin'), he gon' show 'em black lives matter (21, 21, 21)


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Write a song about the struggles and experiences of growing up in a rough neighborhood, highlighting the repetitive nature of certain situations and the pressure to succeed despite the challenges faced. [/INST]

Lyrics: Another nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' new (It ain't nothin' new)
He done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' new (It ain't nothin' new)
He done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' new (It ain't nothin' new)
Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new (It ain't nothin' new)
He smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' new (On God)
All his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' new (On God)
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue (They all blue)
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too (Ball for real)


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A song that encourages people to enjoy and celebrate their bodies through dance moves, particularly highlighting the importance of confidence and being true to oneself. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me


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21, a song about a young man's attraction to a woman who plays basketball and has an incredible Instagram following, enjoying fashion and life on the beach. He jokingly refers to her body as "ass phat," stating it is viral-worthy and wishing he could grab it. He mentions her love for designer bags and admires her for her confidence, even though she has dated models, he prefers the more "ratchet" personality. [/INST]

Lyrics: 21
If you play the paint, I'ma go for the 3 (Straight Up)
She don't dribble balls, but she good with the D
Stay on Fashion Nova cuz' she get it for free
She at home, but her Instagram location the beach (She at home bro)
Ass phat, baby can I grab that? (God damn)
Booty viral, that shit need a hashtag (Yes ma'am)
She walkin' into work like where the bags at? (21, 21)
Hit a couple models, but I love the ratchets


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A catchy song with a club-like vibe that encourages people to dance and celebrate their bodies, particularly focusing on the phrase "ass and titties. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me


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Write a catchy song about a person who enjoys the company of a girl, who appreciates their material possessions and their status as a "sugar daddy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ass and titties, hunnids and fifties (21)
Yeah, I got a girl, don't leave no hickies (On God)
St. Laurent panties she don't wear Vicky (Straight Up)
I'm her sugar son, her sugar daddy was 50
Bounce that
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that


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A song about a producer and a rapper working together on a track, with the rapper expressing excitement about wanting more from the beat. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Zaytoven)
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)


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The narrator is expressing their disillusionment with former friends who betrayed them, and their determination to remain loyal and cautious in the face of danger. [/INST]

Lyrics: Couple niggas switched up, bitched up, fuck 'em
I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I'm too, too player to put a bitch before my brother
I'm too street smart, nigga, to serve a undercover


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The lyrics are inspired by a wild night out, full of energy, confidence, and a touch of danger. The main idea revolves around going out, having fun, and enjoying life to the fullest, regardless of what others may think. [/INST]

Lyrics: Give her back shots 'til her back hurt (Back shots)
Thumb through the money 'til my hands hurt (Cash out)
Wanna go on a date? You gotta dance first (Yah, yah)
Take it to the paint, I gotta slam first (Yah, yah)
She be actin' stiff with the booty (On God)
Feelin' like I'm Biggie rockin' Coogi (On God)
Draco make you put up that lil' Uzi (On God)
I don't want no features, niggas groupies (Straight up)
Pass her to the gang, quarterback sneak (Quarterback sneak)
I was in my feelings, now it's, "Fuck Kiki" (Worried 'bout)
Let lil' Tip hit that bitch, on GP (Straight up)
Smokin' gas, nigga, I re-up at the BP


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A catchy, upbeat song about a close friendship, highlighting the unique qualities of the ride-or-die friend and mentioning a specific preference for Skype over FaceTime. The song includes a recurring chorus emphasizing being "out for the night" while maintaining a fun, playful tone. [/INST]

Lyrics: Five foot five (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
Never tell a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice)
She don't like FaceTime, she would rather Skype
But I'm out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Yeah, I'm out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)
Damn...
Damn...
Ooh (Huh)


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A group of 80 creators come together for a 7-minute freestyle rap session, referencing popular locations and producer Metro Boomin, while expressing their desire for more opportunities to create. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Southside, Southside on the, Southside on the, hey)
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)


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A person is talking about their expensive earrings, asserting their individuality, and sharing their experience of not being affected by the same negativity others might hear. [/INST]

Lyrics: My earrings cost a half a ticket, I don't hear the same shit y'all niggas hear
On God


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A song about a confident, wealthy individual who enjoys living life to the fullest, but has some issues with cuddling and relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pockets on Cheez-Its, heavy on the cheddar (Cheddar)
Run off with your money, Savage a.k.a. Jerry Heller (Heller)
Too much drip, I'm rainin', bought a Gucci umbrella (Umbrella)
Why you always trippin' bitch? You must look up to Ella (Ella)
It's only the first night and she keep tryna snuggle (Snuggle)
I slept on my back just so I ain't have to cuddle (Cuddle)
Nothing 'bout me average, hit her with a Fendi rubber (Straight up)
Feel like a magician, all these bitches that I juggle (Straight up)
'Rari red, Bentley black, got a Demon and a Cat
Check the stats, all facts, rap made me a lot of racks
Down bad, caught a flat, change his tire, he got jacked
Ass fat, waist snatched, can I get some of that pussycat?


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Tonight, a song about going out and enjoying the nightlife, meeting someone at the club, and showing off skills on the dance floor. The song also touches on the desire for fame and fortune, as well as the importance of loyalty and having a good time with friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Give her back shots 'til her back hurt (Back shots)
Thumb through the money 'til my hands hurt (Cash out)
Wanna go on a date? You gotta dance first (Yah, yah)
Take it to the paint, I gotta slam first (Yah, yah)
She be actin' stiff with the booty (On God)
Feelin' like I'm Biggie rockin' Coogi (On God)
Draco make you put up that lil' Uzi (On God)
I don't want no features, niggas groupies (Straight up)
Pass her to the gang, quarterback sneak (Quarterback sneak)
I was in my feelings, now it's, "Fuck Kiki" (Worried 'bout)
Let lil' Tip hit that bitch, on GP (Straight up)
Smokin' gas, nigga, I re-up at the BP


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A short, catchy song about a loyal companion, referencing a famous criminal duo, humorously discussing a sexual innuendo, and emphasizing being out for the night with the repetition of the phrase. [/INST]

Lyrics: Five foot five (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
Never tell a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice)
She don't like FaceTime, she would rather Skype
But I'm out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Out for the night (Straight up)
Yeah, I'm out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)
Out for the night (On God)


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In a world where a person's thoughts and ideas are constantly influenced by various sources, a song explores the notion that sometimes, even the most peaceful individuals might find themselves contemplating the darker aspects of life, such as murder. [/INST]

Lyrics: I think of murder, murder on me mind
Murder on the menu, murder all the time


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Consider the various challenges one may face in life, and reflect on the opportunities and positives that can arise despite these challenges. The song should emphasize the importance of seizing these good days and finding happiness, even amidst difficult circumstances. [/INST]

Lyrics: Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your bitch
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day


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A song that metaphorically describes taking control and dominance in a relationship, using guns and sex as a way to emphasize the intensity of the emotions involved. [/INST]

Lyrics: Murder with the .45, murder with the nine
Murdering that bitch, put that dick up in her spine
Murder with the .45, murder with the nine
Murdering that bitch, put that dick up in her spine (Uh, ooh)


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Imagine a song that focuses on the experiences and perspectives of 36 contributors, all contributing to an intense atmosphere of energy and emotion, using repetitive "woah" and "yeah" to create a sense of unity and celebration. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah-woah), yeah
Woah (Woah), woah (Woah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
W-woah (Woah), woah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (21), yeah (21)


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Rap lyrics about a risk-taking, ambitious individual who enjoys the thrill of danger and success. Mention various items and actions related to material possessions, sexual experiences, and the consequences of their actions. Use some unconventional references for emphasis and to add a unique twist to the lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: Trash bag full of mid-grade (Mid-grade)
I'm cutthroat, nigga, switchblade (Switchblade)
She sucked my dick so long, she caught a lip ache (A lip ache)
New car drop, I'm on the list, wait (Wait list)
I'm on the wait list, 21, and I weight lift (Yeah)
Drop a brick off to you, that's a weight lift (Yeah)
Drop the stick off to you, give you a whole clip (Yeah)
Closed casket, nigga, I'm a bastard (21)
Ask around the 6, nigga we get drastic (Drastic)
Glenwood Road, killin' like Jurassic (Park)
I see dead bodies like I'm on acid (21)
She fuck me good like she tryna get her ass did (Yeah)


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A rapper reflecting on their luxurious lifestyle, mentioning security measures like burglar-bar doors and water on the stove, while also expressing their desire for status and excitement, as well as referencing their affiliation with a specific gun and a playful disregard for authority. [/INST]

Lyrics: Burglar-bar doors, burglar-bar doors (Yeah, yeah)
Water on the stove, water on the stove (Yeah, yeah)
Watch me whip a O, watch me whip a O (21, 21)
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke (21, 21)
D-R-A-C-O, D-R-A-C-O (Draco, Draco)
Shoot 'em in the face, shoot 'em in the nose (21, 21)
I paid my lawyer dope, he played with his nose (Yeah, yeah)
AR with the scope, nigga, don't get close (Woah, woah)


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A song about a confident rapper who's not holding back and expressing his desires, featuring a popular producer who wants more involvement in the track. [/INST]

Lyrics: Southside on the track, yeah
Yeah
Cut the bullshit, I'm not with it
Call your main bitch, she let me hit it
Haha, ha
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga


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A confrontational rap song in which the artist boasts about his wealth and success, including a "plain AP" and numerous luxury watches, while also mentioning a well-known producer's desire for more. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah nigga, it's a knife and all, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah nigga, I hit your wife and all, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, Metro Boomin want some more nigga


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A rapper is describing the lifestyle and challenges they face on a daily basis, highlighting the consequences of making bad choices and the need to stay alert and focused in their environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin' my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain't trippin', we ballin' (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin' (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin' down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin' down Godby (get madder nigga)
We ain't talkin' 'bout it, we savage
We don't talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I'm a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I'm gon' hit my targets (voom voom)


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Create a song about someone who has a strong emotional connection with another person, making them feel things they haven't felt before. [/INST]

Lyrics: In my feelin's, she got me in my feelins
She got me in my feelins (For real)
She got me in my feelins (For real)
Got me in my feelin' (For real)
She got me in my feelins (For real)
She got me in my feelins (For real)
Got me...
Wheezy Beats


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A rapper reminiscing about a special someone who has influenced him and changed his life, making him strive for success and be more careful with his choices. The lyrics discuss the challenges of fame and how this person has helped him stay grounded and real. The relationship is depicted as strong, and the rapper questions if this person will always be there for him during the highs and lows of his life. [/INST]

Lyrics: She got me in my feelins (For real)
Buy a brand new Bentley (For real)
Buy her new Chanel (For real)
I don't kiss and tell (No)
Her diamonds raindrop (Yeah)
Stay down when the fame stop (Yeah)
She be scratchin' on my tank top
Real niggas 'gone make the pain stop
Baby, is you gone ride with me 'till the wheels off? (21)
Baby, you 'gone calm me down when I'm pissed off (21)
I'm a savage, so your panties might get ripped off (Take 'em off)
Your ex didn't know how to appreciate you, now he missed out


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The song is about a close relationship where the two people have each other's backs and support each other through thick and thin. They have a strong bond and are each other's confidant, protecting one another from external forces trying to harm their connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: We got somethin' special
We got somethin' special (Yeah)
We got somethin' special
We got somethin' special
I was finna text you
But I ain't wanna pest you
Even if we ain't together (No matter we're forever)
I'm still comin' to your rescue
Ride with me (Ride with me)
Tell the truth and don't you lie to me (Lie to me)
You know I need you on my side with me (Side with me)
Tell the truth and don't you lie to me (Lie to me)
Baby, roll with me (Roll with me)
Jump in that coupe and, baby, coast with me (Coast with me)
If I was broke, she kickin' doors with me (Doors with me)
Baby, roll with me, roll with me (21)
I'mma hold you down forever, you my round forever
They just want to use you, but I'm tryna help you
Savage tryna build, they just tryna feel
Really ain't none of their business, we got somethin' real


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Write a song about the unique connection two people share, even if they aren't romantically involved anymore. [/INST]

Lyrics: We got somethin' special
We got somethin' special
We got somethin' special
We got somethin' special
I was finna text you
But I don't wanna pest you
Even if we ain't together (No matter we're forever)
I'm still comin' to your rescue


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A song about a man who is struggling with his relationships and personal issues, constantly drinking and driving while trying to maintain a sense of responsibility and love for his partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: Henny in my system, I'm gone (I'm gone)
Speedin' on the E way, all gone (gone)
Girl you put up with that nigga? You strong (you strong)
Ain't no need to play games, I'm grown (I'm grown)
Out there cheating, man, it turn ya heart cold (heart cold)
She don't wanna hear the lies this old (this old)
Takin' shots even when it's too strong (too strong)
Fuck a nigga, lick her, make her moan (her moan)
Gotta get up in the mornin', she grown (she grown)
I be drankin', I be drivin', I'm wrong (I'm wrong)
Had a long day at work and I know (I Know)
I can't text my girl, I'm on my way home (way home)


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A song about a late-night conversation between two intoxicated individuals, discussing their feelings and the potential for a relationship, while utilizing the popular video call app, FaceTime. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)
I won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)


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A song about a person wanting to connect with someone else through a video call because they're too intoxicated to text, expressing their intentions in a playful manner and assuring that they won't waste their time or take their love for granted. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)
I won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)
I'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)
I won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)


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A song about a fun-loving couple who loves to have a good time together, enjoying each other's company and indulging in some flirtatious banter. [/INST]

Lyrics: We can get drunk all weekend
Let's get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let's get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let's get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let's get drunk all weekend, yeah
I'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)
I won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)


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A rapper is expressing their excitement and power in driving a fast car, while also making a statement about law enforcement's interaction with people in their community. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck 12
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt


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A song about warning someone against bad decisions, encouraging them to focus on more practical and useful activities, and reminding them of their responsibilities while using the repetitive "skrrt" sound to emphasize the intensity of the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Skrrt, skrrt (Close that motherfuckin' door, nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Fuck wrong with you? You trippin', nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Hell, hand me that baking soda, nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (God damn, nigga, I only count on it), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Cut the stove up, cut the stove up, cut the—), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (No, 'cause you don't need that, man, you trippin'), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt (Hell, you gon' burn the dope up, but still), skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Hell, keep that motherfucker on me), skrrt, skrrt


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A young rapper reflects on their rise to fame, their loyalty to their crew, and the challenges they've faced along the way, as well as their dedication to the streets and their crew's violent reputation. [/INST]

Lyrics: My wrist in the bowl and I skrrt, I bought a new 'Rari, I skrrt
I fuck on your bitch then I skrrt, we pull up and murder and skrrt
These niggas, they know I'm berserk, I keep it up under my shirt
My nigga, we flipping that work, we juug and remixing that work
Lil' bitty bitch wanna flirt, this lil' bitty bitch wanna flirt
I'm fucking this bitch for a perc', I'm fucking this bitch for a perc'
I'm smoking the OG from Cali', you lil' niggas still smokin' purp'
Niggas be talking that gangster shit 'til these lil' niggas get hurt
Slaughter Gang, nigga, they with me and they will put you on a shirt
I Slaughter Gang, nigga, I'll slaughter your daughter then send her to church
Can't lose no more niggas, I lost some real niggas and, nigga, it hurts
So I bought a new chopper, it's fully and semi and three round burst


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A song about a violent, controversial tape featuring the act of "slaughter" being inflicted upon someone's daughter, with repetitive, aggressive "skrrt" sounds throughout the verses. [/INST]

Lyrics: Motherfucking Slaughter Tape, nigga
Yeah, nigga, y'all know what the fuck going on, nigga
Huh?
Slaughter your daughter
Slaughter your daughter
21, 21, 21
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt


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A confident and successful rapper is describing the flashy jewelry they wear and their appearance, boasting about their wealth and status. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, whole pointers 'round my muhfuckin' neck, nigga
Yeah, six karats in my ears, nigga
Yeah, I look like a blizzard, lil nigga


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A song about a confident, successful individual who enjoys the finer things in life, while dealing with people who underestimate them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, too many chains, bitch, you can't change
Yeah, treat these hoes like I ain't got home training
Yeah, tennis chains, too many karats
Yeah, VVS nigga, real clarity
Yeah, I'm a gangster, you a bitch, clearly
Yeah, can't let a broke bitch get near me
Yeah, and the bank cash my check barely
Yeah, Saint Laurent got your bitch staring
Goyard bag, I'm on some other shit, bitch boy
Fire at us and get your pussy ass hit, boy
You dropped outta school to jump out with that stick, boy
All you niggas get capped, I'm the real McCoy
Yeah, smoking cookie, nigga, Chips Ahoy
Yeah, had to block her number 'cause the bitch annoying
No more hot boxes, nigga, all my shit foreign
Red, red, pee in the bed, got a nigga snoring


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Create a catchy, provocative song that encourages women to be confident and take control in their sexual encounters. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ye ain't talkin' 'bout money, I ain't stayin', baby girl
Ye ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin', I ain't stayin', baby girl
Did that Gucci shit, all that shit be tailored, girl
Yeah, you got some cake, a nigga tryna bake it, girl
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
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Write a letter to your mother expressing gratitude, acknowledging her sacrifices, and sharing your achievements and love for her. [/INST]

Lyrics: Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes)
I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too)
You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God)
I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up)
I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts)
Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God)
It's a hard job, but women raise men, too (21)
Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (21)


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A song about handling business, driving luxury vehicles, and the challenges faced in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma handle business
S600 big body and it's tinted, just to handle business
Percocets they got me in my feelings
I drive that Range Rover like it's rented
Hit 'em in the face, 'fore you turn state
Gotta beat the case, we gon' fuck your bae
We gon' beat her face
Walked out of Wells Fargo and ran to Chase
Hopped out a Bentley truck and jumped inside the Wraith
Young Savage, I was trappin' on the back street
All in traffic with that ratchet on the backseat
From the gutter, fake models don't attract me
Got a project bitch, she love to get nasty


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A song that explores the experiences and relationships of someone deeply immersed in an unconventional and potentially dangerous lifestyle, possibly involving drug use and interactions with supernatural entities. [/INST]

Lyrics: I been drinkin' syrup seein' demons
Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin'
Right pocket full of dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
All my pockets full of dead people
I done fell in love with dead people


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A friend keeps calling, but the speaker is ignoring their advances as they are single. They have a luxurious lifestyle, hanging out with their gang, and have jewelry that sparkles. The speaker compares themselves to a G4 aircraft, while their friend is in a Pinto. The speaker, only 21, acknowledges their past, but is now surrounded by dead people and is in love with them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch you gettin' comfortable, I don't need you
You come around the gang, we might G you
She say don't nobody fuck her like we do
You know I share everything with my people
My jewelry twinkle twinkle
Doin' donuts in the foreign while it sprinkles
You keep callin', I'm ignoring, bitch I'm single
You keep callin', bitch I'm single like a pringle
You know I'm fly like G4
Bitch you riding in a Pinto
Bitch you know your nigga lame like the Winslows
I'm 21 but you know PDE my kinfolk
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I been drinkin' syrup seein' demons
Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin'
Right pocket full of dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
I been hangin' with the dead people
All my pockets full of dead people
I done fell in love with dead people


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A song about the intensity and chaos of a high-stakes situation, with the lyrics referencing gun smoke as a symbol of danger and intensity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah


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A confident rapper describes their skills and lifestyle, including their love for guns and the challenges they bring. [/INST]

Lyrics: One man army from the get-go (Get-go)
One man army pullin' kick doors (Kick doors)
Talkin' out yo' neck get you tag toed (Tag toed)
I'm a killer whale, you a tadpole (Tadpole)
Nigga, you got asthma, you don't want smoke (Straight up)
Who want cancer? I'm giving out smoke (Straight up)
I got too many bitches, I can't trip bro (On God)
Most of the time, I be caked up with my stick bro (On God)
Yeah, AK make yo' brotha do the limbo (On God)
Make this Glock "Shiggy Challenge" out the window (On God)
Savage, why you always rappin' 'bout guns for? (Straight up)
'Cause, bitch, I fell in love with the gun smoke (Straight up)


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Rapper expressing their feelings on gun usage, their firearm choice, and making fun of the other rappers' lack of skill and attitude towards women in their songs. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Yeah, gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Put my Glock down, that's a no-no (No-no)
When I wear my suit, I tote my .44 (.44)
Y'all ain't killin' shit, y'all niggas hoes-hoes (Hoes-hoes)
Cryin' over pussy, you a broke joke (Broke joke)


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A song about growing up in a rough neighborhood, dealing with crime, and the choices one has to make to survive and protect their family. [/INST]

Lyrics: Scrape the corner, buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandma's sofa
Sunday, family coming over
Move the crack behind the toaster
Carry pistols with no holsters
Trying not to be a poster
You was listening to your coaches
I was listening to the vultures
And I slept with rats and roaches
That's why I don't smoke no roaches
Niggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I'm sippin' potion
We happy, dawg, but we ain't joking
Big bullets, we ain't poking
In that pussy, slow motion
Nigga, ain't none of my songs wrote


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A friend's betrayal and the struggle to accept it [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass bitch, I knew I never should've trust you


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Write a catchy song about fulfilling someone's desires or wishes. [/INST]

Lyrics: What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho
What you want, ho, I got what you want, ho


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Reflect on the disloyalty and backstabbing within friendships and relationships, as well as the empty promises of loyalty from others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ho, stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming, "Fuck you, they want to eat you"


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Imagine a song about a group of friends who are always prepared and equipped with guns, causing chaos and making the news headlines. They are known for their fearless attitude, ready to protect each other no matter the cost. The chorus repeats "Lot of shots" and "30s on Glocks," emphasizing their constant readiness to defend themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lot of shots (Yeah, yeah)
Lot of shots (Lot of shots)
30s on Glocks (Hollow tips)
30 shots (How I came)
Lot of shots (How I came)
Lot of shots (Four, five)
30s on Glocks (TEC-9)
Lot of shots (Yeah, yeah)
30s on Glocks (Lot of, what?)
Put you on Fox (Hold up, what?)
Nigga we ain't goin' (Fox 5)
Lot of shots (Breaking news)
30s on Glocks (Red shirts)
30s on Glocks
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you


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A young and dangerous individual boasts about their street smarts, criminal activities, and confidence in their abilities, while challenging others to question their worth and capabilities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Knife in my face, .30 on my waist
Real street nigga, and I keep a Dirty 'K
Hit my first lick, and I found 30k
But I blew the shit, bitch, I do this shit
You can go and ask the streets, 'cause they know this shit
I got your bitch blowing dick, like a hookah stick
And I'm still trapping, and I'm still rapping
I'm 21 Savage, you pussy-niggas average


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A young man recounts the events of a wild night in the city, where he and his crew engage in dangerous and risky activities, including theft, violence, and drug deals. He also describes the ladies he encounters and the relationships he forms during this chaotic adventure. [/INST]

Lyrics: Knife in my face, pistol at your temple
Glow, blow, blow, Slaughter Gang drop a nigga
And we snatching chains, and these niggas lame
And these niggas average, they ain't having stain
I got your main bitch with me and she on the dick
Took her to the slaughter house and let her meet the savages
All my niggas having it they really counting cash
Catch a down bag, gang-banging red flag
If you want it you can get it I can show you how to make it
Put your wrists inside the bowl and swirl it in rotation
I got to keep a dirty 'K, my dope it came from Haiti
Plug tried to take me, so you know I had to take it


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Describe a young, ambitious individual in the streets, who has gained wealth through illegal means, while also enjoying the perks of fame and women. [/INST]

Lyrics: Knife in my face, .30 on my waist
Real street nigga, and I keep a Dirty 'K
Hit my first lick, and I found 30k
But I blew the shit, bitch, I do this shit
You can go and ask the streets, 'cause they know this shit
I got your bitch blowing dick, like a hookah stick
And I'm still trapping, and I'm still rapping
I'm 21 Savage, you pussy-niggas average


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A song about a person who is warning their friends about the dangers they face on the streets, but also acknowledging that some people have to resort to violence to protect themselves. The lyrics should reflect the raw, real nature of the situation, but also show the importance of staying alert and looking out for each other. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, dawg
This shit real, dawg
Niggas kill, dawg
Keep the steel, dawg
Or be a long-live dog
Straight up


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The lyrics are a playful and provocative challenge, perhaps directed towards a rival or adversary, in which the speaker is taunting and flaunting their dominance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, lil' bitch, yeah
Know what goin' on, lil' bitch, yeah
Big dawg, lil' bitch
Yeah, come suck a big dick, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah
Ow, wow, wow, wow (Keep that)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah


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In a world where competition is fierce, describe a person who is not just good at what they do, but also considered a formidable force in their field. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch, I'm bad business (21), bitch, I'm bad business (Woah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Woah), bitch, I'm bad business (Woah, woah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Woah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)


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Create a song with the recurring theme of the artist's confidence in their abilities, using the phrase "bad business" to express the level of their skills. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (Yeah)


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Write a song about a confident and wealthy individual who is not afraid to flaunt their success, show off their material possessions, and express their desires, while also highlighting their rise from humble beginnings and their willingness to do whatever it takes to maintain their status. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can tell these nigga's scared, the way they talk
Gold pyrex, I put diamonds on my fork
Pull up on your block, white chalk
Chopper bullets skate, Tony Hawk
I'ma cut your fingers off if you shout
Pop a perc', hit the cup, nigga, pause
Hundred round drum, 'round of applause
Bitches know I got that bag, Santa Claus
I drink lean and I pop Xans
Slaughter Gang, we the Glock clan
Poppin' molly, nigga, Santan'
I'm back on that bullshit again
I wanna fuck your best friend
I just went a bought a brand new Benz
Bitch, I came from the bottom
We was starving, we was robbing


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A song about being mindful of personal business, avoiding "friendly" people, and dealing with the consequences of making the wrong choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mind your business, bitch, mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch, mind your business, bitch
We ain't with that friendly shit
That friendly shit, that friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch 'em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass
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Five shooters in the back of the Uber, nigga, and they ready to shoot
I tie my laces, I dip in that bag, nigga, and I take me a blue
I'm the Slaughter King, nigga, I don't give a fuck about you
You get you some money, you get you some fame, these bitches gon' come out the blue
Bullet holes in my body, paranoid, I'ma pop it
If you snitchin', I'ma pop it, wrong move, I'ma drop it
.15 in my sock, trappin' at the bus stop
Came from a nickel rock, now I got a whole block


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Write a song about confronting a rival group and warning them to stay out of your territory, using aggressive language and emphasizing the importance of minding their own business. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mind your business, bitch, mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch, mind your business, bitch
We ain't with that friendly shit
That friendly shit, that friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch 'em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass


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A supportive partner is encouraging his hardworking girlfriend to strive for self-improvement and distance herself from a past relationship that was not in her best interest, emphasizing the unbreakable bond they share and the importance of understanding feelings may change in the future. [/INST]

Lyrics: Got a darkskin girl, 5' 8" with the brown eyes
We been up and down, had a couple crashes but she still ride
She go to school, got two jobs, drive the same Kia 'cause it still slide
Work so hard on her off day, she be still tired
I just wanna take away the pain
I just wanna put you up on game
I just wanna help you make you better, wish you would've never gave it to that lame
Even if we do our own thang, the bond we got can't be explained
Girl, I'm just speakin' for future reference (Oh, oh), 'cause I understand feelings change (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)


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Write a song that expresses the idea of having a hidden connection with someone, and keeping it a secret. [/INST]

Lyrics: You're my little secret (Secret)
That's how we should keep it (How we should keep it)
We should never let it go, never let it show
You're my, you're my, oh yeah


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Despite any doubters or challenges, a loyal couple shares their unique bond, choosing to keep their love a secret from the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't care what these hoes think that they got goin' on
I've been here day one, I know what's goin' on
You ain't gotta try to tell me, like I know my place
I never went too far, I always find my way, back to you
Ain't no way I could lose you
Sometimes it's just things in life just worth keepin'
Why we ain't creepin'?
I'm just your little secret
That's how we should keep it, yeah, babe
'Cause you know and I know
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You're my little secret (Secret)
That's how we should keep it (How we should keep it)
We should never let it go, never let it show
You're my, you're my, oh yeah


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Think about the memories we've shared and how we've been there for each other through the years. I'm dedicated to our relationship and wouldn't ever want to hurt you. Even though we face challenges and we both have our vices, I still want you to know that I'm loyal and will always prioritize our connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: I hope you had a dream 'bout me
'Cause I had a dream 'bout you
Hope you been thinking 'bout me
'Cause I been thinking 'bout you
Girl, I'm tryna make you my wife
I done told the thots, "I'm through"
If you ever leave my side, I'ma probably lose my cool
We was in high school and your friends said that it won't work
From the sixth grade to the ninth grade, she did my homework
Put my pistol in your book bag, you ain't even own a purse
You done held me down from the jumpstart, you deserve a verse
You my little secret (You my little secret)
That's how we gon' keep it (That's how we gon' keep it)
Got done gamblin', feelin' like Michael, now I'm finna beat it
'Cause I like a couple pictures on Instagram that don't mean I'm cheatin'
'Cause I'm hangin' out with my dawgs late night that don't mean I'm cheatin'


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The two lovers have a secret connection that they cherish and want to keep hidden from the world. They promise to maintain discretion and not let anyone else know about their special bond. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh-oh, oh, yeah-yeah, yeah
You're my little secret
And that's how we should keep it
We should never let it, never let it show
'Cause you know and I know
You're my little secret (Yeah, yeah)
That's how we should keep it (Yeah)
We should never let it go, never let it show (Oh yeah)
If you know, like I know
We should never let it go


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A love song where the singer is expressing their affection for someone, and they ask the listener to lower the volume of their headphones, as they want to share their feelings. The repetition of "yeah" and "whoa" emphasizes the emotions involved. [/INST]

Lyrics: I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah


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A character in a song is trying to find out how much money another character has, asking multiple times for a straight up answer. The second character responds by saying they have a lot of money. [/INST]

Lyrics: How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (A lot)


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A person feeling overwhelmed and deciding to simplify their life by tackling one problem at a time. [/INST]

Lyrics: Break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down


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A song about the challenges faced by a young man growing up in a rough neighborhood, dealing with the loss of his brother, and eventually finding success in the rap game. [/INST]

Lyrics: Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us
Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up
My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast
My brother got life and it turned me to the streets
I been through the storm and it turned me to a G
But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats


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A person reflecting on their life, listing various aspects of it and emphasizing the many challenges they've faced and the actions they've taken in response. [/INST]

Lyrics: How much money you got? (A lot)
How many problems you got? (A lot)
How many people done doubted you? (A lot)
Left you out to rot? (A lot)
How many pray that you flop? (A lot)
How many lawyers you got? (A lot)
How many times you got shot? (A lot)
How many niggas you shot? (A lot)
How many times did you ride? (A lot)
How many niggas done died? (A lot)
How many times did you cheat? (A lot)
How many times did you lie? (A lot)
How many times did she leave? (A lot)
How many times did she cry? (A lot)
How many chances she done gave you?
Fuck around with these thots (A lot)


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A person is expressing their excitement and energy for a dance or activity, repeating the phrase "I break it down" to emphasize their enthusiasm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Break it on down, I break it on down
I break it on down, I break it on down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it on down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down, I br-


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A rapper is expressing his confidence and success in life, as well as warning others not to mess with him or the women he's with. He also discusses his associations with other rappers and the lifestyle they lead, including the material possessions and risks they take. [/INST]

Lyrics: Peon-ass niggas (Whoa)
Levis and Adidas ass niggas (Ha, ha, ha)
Hi-Point having ass niggas (What)
I got a Glock and it don't jam my blast niggas (Facts)
You a lovey dovey buy a ring nigga (What)
I'm the type to pass her to the team, nigga
You went and bought that bitch Céline, nigga? (21)
Now she fuckin' me, I know you wanna kill her (Ha, ha)
And I sold dope on my 10 toes
We ain't fallin' out over freak hoes (On god)
21 Savage still in savage mode (On god)
I thought I told you I'm a savage on these hoes (On god)
Maybach with the curtains up (21)
I'm with Nudy, he gon' burn you up (Slime)
Fake gangbangin', nigga turned into a snitch (Huh)
Went against that 21, I left him in a ditch


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Reflecting on the importance of luxury, personal desires, and the allure of wealth and fame. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up
We like gas, we like gas, gas, gas (Gas)
Hol' up
We like cash, we like cash, cash, cash (Cash)
Hol' up
Wanna fuck me, I'm like yas, yas, yas (Yas)
Hol' up
VVS' drippin', dance, dance, dance (21)
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Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo


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Talk about overcoming obstacles, personal growth, and the importance of staying humble despite success and flashy possessions, while also mentioning the presence of powerful weapons and a certain encounter with someone's significant other. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble (21)
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble (21)
AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble (Sting)
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo


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A song that describes the rise of an individual from a humble background, boasting their flashy car and firearms, while also mentioning their ability to attract women. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo


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Create a song about venting frustrations and expressing oneself openly, using imagery of airing out and clearing the mind. Incorporate the phrase "Pull up and air it out" as a central theme and include references to a .30 and the stick, which could be metaphors for stress relief and facing challenges head-on. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
Pull up and air it out (21)
Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (Grr)
Pull up and air it out (Grrrrrra)
Got that .30 on me now (now)
Got that .30 on me now (a what?)
Pull up and air it out (a out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
I got the stick on me now (21)
I got the stick on me now (21)
Pull up and air shit out (pew pew)
I pull up and air shit out (pew pew pew pew)


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Reflect on the struggles of a young man caught up in the criminal life, balancing ambitions and relationships, while trying to find redemption and purpose in a world of violence and drug dealing. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lord, forgive me for my sins, I was struggling, tryna win
I had to lose a lot of friends, nigga, tryna chase them Ms
Cooking up crack, it's illegal, riding with a Desert Eagle
I'm a felon, that's illegal, main bitch, she illegal
Hunnid pounds of Cali' reefer, Call of Duty heat seeker
Pull up on your in a Regal, window down, nigga, creeping
Nigga rapping? I'm preachin', nigga, we are not equal
In the trenches, niggas beefing, I remember not sleeping
Hit the club and get to squeezing, shoot it up for no reason
I was living like a demon, I was living like a demon


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A person shares a prayer they say at night, seeking protection and forgiveness from God, as they recount recent achievements and experiences that involve material possessions, controversial actions, and confrontation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord
They keep askin' why I got that sword in my face (Tayman)
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, lord
I just beat another case
I just went and bought a Wraith
I just nutted on her face
Brand new Rollie with the face
No face, no case


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Create a song about the challenges and experiences of growing up in a rough neighborhood, but emphasizing the importance of staying focused and avoiding violence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everything I do, I be ten steps ahead (Ten)
My youngin got them bodies, he still piss in the bed (Spend)
Keep the code of silence, don't repeat what I said (21)
Keep all the baloney, I just came for the bread (On God)
My hood known for wildin' and I don't promote the violence
I done been through all the trials and tribulations, now I'm smilin' (21)
Say he wanted smoke, we at the table doin' the plottin'
We gon' slide, wet your shit up, make it home 'fore you hеar a siren (Big facts)


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A song about being confident, powerful, and successful, with references to guns, violence, and a rivalry with someone who has become famous. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma let 'em spin likе a spiral (Straight up)
I don't got no love for no rival (Straight up)
Put him on the news, he went viral (Pussy)
I took a number two with my rifle (Pussy)
Every car I'm in, I got the title (On God)
Slaughter Gang, I turn a model to a hiker (Big facts)
I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (21)
I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (21)


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A rapper is talking about their upbringing in a tough neighborhood, their fondness for wordplay, and various incidents they've experienced. [/INST]

Lyrics: I make sure the beef get Swiss cheese (21)
I'm from 20-East where they killin' thieves (Big facts)
Stones got my ears feelin' like Christmas Eve (Big facts)
Before you bend over, baby, get on your knees (Big facts)
Drive by, jump out, then we tie-dye (21, 21)
Say a nigga touched me, that's a lie, lie (Big cap)
She fried, she fucked the gang, we call her Five Guys (Five Guys)
I'm so high, I almost thought I skydived (Skydived)


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A lyricist is creating a song that emphasizes their confident, aggressive, and dominant attitude, and includes references to high-powered rifles, going viral, and transforming someone into a hiker. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma let 'em spin like a spiral (Straight up)
I don't got no love for no rival (Straight up)
Put him on the news, he went viral (Pussy)
I took a number two with my rifle (Pussy)
Every car I'm in, I got the title (On God)
Slaughter Gang, I turn a model to a hiker (Big facts)
I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (21)
I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (21)


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A group of friends gathered at a backyard party, excited to perform a freestyle rap and asking their rapper friend, Pi'erre, to join them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo
Yo, Pi'erre‚ you wanna come out here?


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Write a song about a man who has many material possessions, who is dating a woman with a Honda, and enjoys using slang to express his dominance in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: My pinky ring (Slaughter your daughter)
That's a quarter (Slaughter your daughter)
Double cup (Slaughter your daughter)
Three hundred dollars (Slaughter your daughter)
I got commas (Slaughter your daughter)
Ferragamo (Slaughter your daughter)
I bought a Benz (Slaughter your daughter)
She had a Honda (Slaughter your daughter)
She's a darling (She's a darling)
I gave her molly (I gave her molly)
The bitch is geeking (The bitch is geeking)
She seeing Scotty (She seeing Scotty)
She dancing for me (I slaughtered your daughter)
I love her body (I slaughtered your daughter)
Here's my number (Slaughter your daughter)
Be sure to call me (Slaughter your daughter)


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A woman's determination and passion for something in her life, represented by a motorcycle. [/INST]

Lyrics: She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle


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Write a song about a woman who is living life to the fullest, enjoying her success, and not being held back by anyone or anything. [/INST]

Lyrics: She gon' ride it like a motorcycle, throw it back, baby, recycle
Bitch, I'm bleeding like I'm on a cycle, I be leaning, baby, no NyQuil
And I can't stop it, keep going, baby, don't stop it
All my garments come from France, French kissing in France
Hundred-thousand stuffed in my pants, money piling up like ants
And I can't stop it, keep going, baby, don't stop it


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A group of talented musicians collaborating on a new song, with each artist bringing their unique style and energy to create a lively and catchy tune. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Zaytoven)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
21 Savage
21, 21
Ha yeah, yeah
Ha ha, ha,ha, ha ha, ha
Haha, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ha ha ha, ya dig?


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Describe the dangers and harsh realities of living in a rough neighborhood. [/INST]

Lyrics: Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
They robbin' round my way
Shootin' around my way
Ain't nothing sweet, you better keep a gun around my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
Round my way
They robbin' round my way
Shootin' around my way
Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way
Round my way
Round my way
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Create a song that emphasizes people's opinions and energy, using repetition of the word "woah" to convey excitement and agreement. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah, woah, woah
Oh, that's how y'all feel? Okay
Keep that same energy
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah


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In a fictional world, where the streets are ruled by three powerful leaders who are looking for a queen to join their ranks, a rapper rises to the occasion and boasts about his skills on the beat, asserting that he is not nice to mess with. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's fuckin' TR3YWAY
King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one, hmm
L-let these, let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
Queens, Brooklyn, brrr, ah
Murda on the beat so it's not nice


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A catchy, upbeat song about a guy who enjoys a certain type of woman and their interactions, using metaphors and slang terms to express the excitement and satisfaction he experiences with her. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker, hit that
She a Fefe, her name Keke
She eat my dick like it's free, free
I don't even know like, "Why I did that?"
I don't even know like, "Why I hit that?"
All I know is that I just can't wife that
Talk to her nice so she won't fight back
Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back
Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap


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Write a song about a person who feels powerful and confident in their ability to control situations using violence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Draco got that kick-back when I blow that, they all do track
They don't shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot
Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that
Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon' do ya
Niggas say they killin' people, but I really fuckin' do it
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I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no


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The song talks about a person who brags about their connections to famous individuals and their love life, while also mentioning their confidence and the perks of dating them. The lyrics include references to popular rappers, a reality TV star, a model, and a fast-food brand. [/INST]

Lyrics: He-he tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi
Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky, I'm from New York, so I'm cocky
Say he fuckin' with my posse, copped me Khloé like Kardashi'
Keep this pussy in Versace, said I'm pretty like Tinashe
Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, "Yo, how'd it taste?"
(Yo, how'd it taste?)


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A short story or scene about a character who is confident, avoids small talk, and is known for their unique sense of style. The character is also introverted and doesn't want many friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
When it kick-back, you can't get yo shit back
In fact this that bitch that
"I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat"
AC just stopped workin'
So they hit me, told me bring my wrist back
Come through rockin' fashions
That got all these bitches like, "Yo, what's that?"
(Like, "Yo, what's that?")
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no


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I need a creative writing prompt that will inspire lyrics about a person feeling annoyed by someone not being loyal and using slang terms to express their disapproval. [/INST]

Lyrics: Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I catch a ho right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (TR3YWAY)
I don't really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz
Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I won't see that bitch again
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe (No)
I catch a ho right by her toe (No)
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (No, TR3YWAY)