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<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Worst Behavior<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Worst. Mufucka never loved us. Fucking never loved her. You ain't know, now you know now. Still at it, scrub J's with a toothbrush. Shit, niggas still playin' my old shit. But your shit is like the police asking us questions. Nigga we don't know shit. Flexin', nigga I'm just flexin'. Nigga never loved us. Do it look like we stressin'?. Look at you, look at you, and look at you. I'm glad that they chose us. Cause man it's a mission, tryna fight to the finish. Just to see 'em all finish. . . On my worst behavior, no?. They used to never want to hear us, remember?. Mufucka never loved us, remember?. Mufucka, remember?. Mufucka never loved us. I'm on my worst behavior. Don't you ever get it fucked up. Mufuckas never loved us. Man, mufuckas never loved us. Worst behavior. Mufuckas never loved us. Fucka never loved us. Worst behavior. . . Hold up, hold my phone. Mufuckas never loved us. Fucka never loved us. Now you want to roll one. Mufucka never loved us. So everywhere we go now, full cup. Always hated the boy, but now the boy is the man. Mufucka, I done grown up. You know me, you know me. I'm liable to do anything when it comes to that you owe me. You owe me, you owe me. Bitch you better have my money when I come for that shit like O.D.B.. . . . . Who's hot, who not. Tell me who rock, who sell out in stores. You tell me who flop, who copped the new drop. Whose jewels got rocks, who else makin' rap albums. Doing numbers like it's pop? Same old pimp. Drake you know ain't nothing changed with these funny style niggas. We done put out of the game. I just ask for some blessings at my grandmother's grave. And it's back to L.A. open the mail, starin' at the check. Enough to make you throw up, man it's gross what I net. I'm with my whole set, tennis matches at the crib. I swear I could beat Serena when she playin' with her left. Oh, where I reside it look like a resort inside. Nigga, where your shit from? I imported mine. Bar mitzvah money like my last name Mordecai. Fuck you bitch, I'm more than high. My momma probably hear that and be mortified. This ain't the son you raised who used to take the Acura. 5 a.m. then go and shoot Degrassi up on Morningside. For all the stuntin', I'll forever be immortalized. Yeah, back and forth across the border line. Hate to leave the city, but I've got to do the overtime. Gone all the time, even the important times. I should let you know ahead I'm comin' back on my worst behavior. . . Remember?. Remember?. Mufucka. Remember?. Hold up, hold my phone, they used to never want to hear us. Remember?. Mufucka never loved us. Remember?. Mufucka. Remember?. Worst behavior<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: From Time<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. Jhene Aiko. . . . What's up?. Been a minute since we kicked it, you've been caught up. With them bitches, I don't get it, you're a star love. You shouldn't have to deal with that. I'd never make you feel like that. Cause.... . . I love me, I love me enough for the both of us. That's why you trust me, I know you been through more than most of us. So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of?. Darling you, you give but you cannot take love. . . I needed to hear that shit, I hate when you're submissive. Passive aggressive when we're textin', I feel the distance. I look around the peers that surround me, these niggas trippin'. I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different. Started realizin' a couple places I could take it. I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement. I want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacation. And influence a generation that's lackin' in patience. I've been dealing with my dad, speakin' of lack of patience. Just me and my old man gettin' back to basics. We've been talkin' 'bout the future and time that we wasted. When he put that bottle down, girl that nigga's amazin'. Well, fuck it, we had a couple Coronas. We might have rolled a white paper, just somethin' to hold us. We even talked about you and our couple of moments. He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups. You a flower child, beautiful child, I'm in your zone. Lookin' like you came from the 70's on your own. My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is. Who the fuck wants to be 70 and alone?. You don't even know what you want from love anymore. I search for somethin' I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored. But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?. Who you settlin' for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?. . . . . Thinkin' 'bout Texas, back when Porsha used to work at Treasures. Or further back than that, before I had the Houston leverage. When I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debit. A weak attempt at flexin', I'll never forget it. Cause that night I played her three songs. Then we got to talkin' 'bout something we disagreed on. Then she start tellin' me how I'll never be as big as Trey Songz. Boy was she wrong, that was just negative energy for me to feed off. Now it's therapeutic blowin' money in the Galleria. Or Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered Bria. Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music. When I could tell it was sincere without tryin' to prove it. The one that I needed was Courtney from Hooters on Peachtree. I've always been feelin' like she was the piece to complete me. Now she engaged to be married, what's the rush on commitment?. Know we were goin' through some shit, name a couple that isn’t. Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz. Girl I felt like we had it all planned out, I guess I fucked up the vision. Learnin' the true consequences of my selfish decisions. When you find out how I’m livin' I just hope I’m forgiven. It seem like you don’t want this love anymore. I’m actin' out in the open, it’s hard for you to ignore. But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?. Who you settlin' for, who better for you than the boy, huh?. . . . . "Been Baka aka Not Nice From Time, G. Been a East Side ting. Scarborough ting from time, G, been have up di ting dem from time, G. So I don't know what's wrong with these little wastemen out here eh? Y'all need to know yourself.". . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Own It<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR. . . . Own it. It's yours. It's yours. . . Yours. You're still the one that I adore. Ain't much out there to have feelings for. Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?. Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?. Yours. A few bottles on the table, a few waters. It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us. Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?. Guess whose it is?. It's yours. Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love. Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust. Next time I stand tall I wanna be standin' for you. And next time I spend I want it all to be for you. Peakin', I'm peakin', wake up with me this weekend, weekend. Guess whose it is?. Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?. It's yours. . . Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it own it. Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it I said. Go own that shit, own that shit. Own that shit, own that shit. Go and own that shit, own that shit. Own that shit, you own that shit. Go and. . . Niggas talk more than bitches these days. . Niggas talk more than bitches these days. Who could get the pussy quicker these days. Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days. Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days. Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story. My ex-girl been searchin' for a "sorry". Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury like nigga it's yours. You should be supportin', but where you been at? On tour, gettin' money. Y'all don't even really check for me. You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl. You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl. Cause you got the Batphone and my workline. You should call. When the last time you did somethin' for the first time?. You done done it all, I swear to God. Niggas talk more than bitches these days. Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days. Broken telephone for every single conversation. By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days. It's yours, it's your, it's yours, it's-it's always gonna be yours. . . Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it own it. Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it I said. Go own that shit. It's yours. It's yours, own it. Own it, own it. Own it own it, baby, own it. It's yours. Own that shit, own that shit. Own that shit<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Come Thru<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. We had the type of nights where morning comes too soon. And nothing was the same. . . Watch me, going out of the way. When I should've went home. Only time of the day I get to spend on my own. I was trippin' off how I used to sleep at ya crib,. Should drive by right where you live, and pick you up on the way. We ain't spoke in so long, probably put me in the past. I can still get you wet and I can still make you laugh. You should call into work if that ain't too much to ask. I could pour you up a drink and we can burn something. . . Come thru, come thru, come thru, come thru. Girl you know we got thangs to do. Girl you know we got thangs to do. So get your ass in that car and come thru. . . Last night I brought DOA to the studio. They already had a stage and a booty pole. Its supposed to be a lot of hard working going on. But who the fuck can focus with this twerkin' going on. Someone put a order in for a chicken. Told my girl to order in, I need the kitchen. Yeah they know I got the hook-up, they just wait on me to cook up. Baby I heat up the stove, you do the dishes ya know?. Rap game, Crack game, ain't that different ya know?. Last album had it booming something vicious ya know?. And ya know I need ya back in my life. Girl ya know ya got that, know ya got that thing that I like. Girl you got that thing for real. When I was on a mission to make it. Who used to sleep on the floor with you when you lived in the basement?. Who else got all the things you need at 4am when it's late?. I always pour you up a drink and let you burn something. . . . . Why has it been so long? Why has it been so long?. Why has it been? Why has it been?. Who you been crying to? Who you been flying to?. Who's bed are you sleeping in? Someone's been hiding you. Where have you been?. You deserve rounds tonight, come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight. Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight. Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight. Rounds tonight oh, come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight. Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Language<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. I don't know why they been lying but your shit is not that inspiring. Bank account statements just look like I'm ready for early retirement. Fuck any nigga that's talkin' that shit just to get a reaction. Fuck going platinum, I looked at my wrist and it's already platinum. I am the kid with the motor mouth. I am the one that you should worry about. I don't know who you're referring to, who is this nigga you heard about?. Someone just talking that bullshit, man someone just gave you the run-around. Niggas downplaying the money but that's what you do when the money down. I don't waste time putting money down. I just go straight to who got it and buy it in cash. Pussy so good that you gotta come see me on tour. And you gotta fly in first class. This has been years in the making, it's all for the city. They know I come right every summer, Cash Money Records forever. I'm always big timing, bitch, I came up right under Stunna. You know it. . . Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell. I will never understand that but oh well. Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you. She just want to smoke and fuck. I said "Girl, that's all that we do". Okay, now you're talking my language. Now you're talking my language. Now you're talking my language. Now you're talking my language. Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you. She just want to smoke and fuck. I said "Girl, that's all that we do". . . I'm about to roll one and light it and fuck it man, no one's invited. I got to kill off the weak shit that's got all you niggas excited. I can't even listen, you whylin', I'd much rather sit here in silence. I send all my money to banks in the islands and eat with Italians, I do. People are funny you don't even know about the shit that I been through. I just want some head in a comfortable bed, it could all be so simple. Talking that shit with your back to me, just know it always get back to me. Come get your girl, she been here for three days. And she way too attached to me. Hate when they get too attached to me. I got to get on the bus and get back on the road. Get what I can out the country. And then I just get on the jet and go back to the cold. Can't even drive with the top off. Been workin' so hard on the album I missed the whole summer. I just might bring in some girls from Miami. To heat up the city and that's word to Stunna. You know it. . . . . . Famous and dangerous. You understand me?. Showtime, headlines. Big time, sunshine, tote nines. Bust mines, flatline, hard grind. High life, stay fly as jet time. Stunt nigga, every time you see a nigga. Stunt nigga, every time you see a nigga. Stunt nigga, swag on head to feet nigga. Stunt nigga...<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: All Me<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. 2 Chainz &amp; Big Sean. . . . "I'm really stepping up my game. These bitches gotta start paying me for this. Can't get no more free Randy". . . Got everything, I got everything. I cannot complain, I cannot. I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot. Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that cause I. Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me. No help, that's all me, all me for real. Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me. No help, that's all me, all me for real. . . Money on my mind, you should think the same. J's on, pinky ring. Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine. In the same league, but we don't ball the same. She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time. She said she love me, I said, "Baby girl, fall in line". Okay, made a million, off a dinner fork, watch me switch it up. Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!". You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo. Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note. From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off. And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off. This that sauce, this that dressing, Givenchy, nigga God bless you. If having a bad bitch was a crime, I'd be arrested . . . . . I touched down in '86. Knew I was a man by the age of 6. I even fucked the girl that used to babysit. But that was years later on some crazy shit. I heard your new shit, nigga hated it. Damon Wayans, homie don't play that shit. I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit. And my latest shit is like a greatest hits. God damn, ain't no wishing over on this side. Y'all don't fuck with us, then we don't fuck with y'all. It's no different over on this side. God damn, should I listen to everybody or myself?. Cause myself just told myself. "You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help". Cashing checks and I’m bigging up my chest,. Y'all keep talking ‘bout who next. But I’m about as big as it gets. I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath. I’m the light skinned Keith Sweat. I'mma make it last forever. It’s not your turn ‘cause I ain't done yet. Look, just understand that I’m on a roll like Cottonelle. I was made for all of this shit. And I’m on the road box office sales. I’m getting paid for all of this shit. Ask you to please excuse my table manners. I was making room for the table dancers. ‘Cause if we judging off your advances. I just got paid like eight advances. God damn!. . . . . Ho, shut the fuck up!. I got way too much on my mental, I learn from what I've been through. I'm finna do what I didn't do and still waking up like the rent's due. Not complicated, it's simple, I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full. And to them hoes I'm everything -- everything but gentle. But I still take my time, man, I guess I'm just old fashioned. Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion. Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption. I paint pics, see the shit, good sex, need to hit. Keep a broad on the floor year 'round like season tickets. I plead the fifth, drink a fifth. Load the nine, leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip. My new girl is on Glee and shit, probably making more money than me and shit. I swear to God I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one. I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one. Like I got trust issues, I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out. I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom and still gotta pull out. But that's just me, and I ain't perfect, I ain't a saint but I am worth it. If it's one thing, I am worth it, niggas still hating but it ain't working. Lil' bitch.... . . Oh me, oh me, oh my. I think I done fucked too many women from the 305. Before the end of this year, I'll do King of Diamonds three more times. Smoking on that kush all in our section like it's legalized. Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that. They dont really fuck with you like that, they ain't never did me like that. I just took my time, you got the shine, I let you eat like that. I've been taught to never loan somebody what you need right back. And I need that shit right back? . I’m blessed than a motherfucka. Niggas been stressed than a motherfucka. Niggas getting nervous, clutching they chests like a motherfucka. Damn that’s a motherfucker. Tell the truth, I don’t listen to you. ‘Cause I don’t like being lied to. And that ship won’t sail. And that wind won’t guide you. Daddy was in jail we was talking through the window like a motherfucking drive-thru. That was back then man, now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Furthest Thing<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Somewhere between psychotic and iconic. Somewhere between I want it and I got it. Somewhere between I'm sober and I'm lifted. Somewhere between a mistress and commitment. But I stay down, girl I always stay down. Get down, have her lay down. Promise to break everybody off before I break down. Everyone just wait now. So much on my plate now. People I believed in they don't even show they face now. What they got to say now?. Nothin' they can say now. Nothin' really changed but still they look at me a way now. What more can I say now?. What more can I say now?. You might feel like nothin' was the same. . x2. I still been drinkin' on the low. Mobbin' on the low. Fuckin' on the low. Smokin' on the low. I still been plottin' on the low. Schemin' on the low. The furthest thing from perfect. Like everyone I know. . . And I hate that you don't think I belong to ya. Just too busy runnin' shit to run home to ya. You know that paper my passion. Bittersweet celebrations, I know I can't change what happened. I can't help it. I can't help it. I was young and I was selfish. I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else's. And now you hate me. Stop pretendin', stop that frontin'. I can't take it. Girl don't treat me like a stranger. Girl you know I seen ya naked. Girl you know that I remember, don't be a pretender. Gettin' high at the condo, that's when it all comes together. You know I stay reminiscing. And makeup sex is tradition. But you been missin' girl. And you might feel like nothin' was the same. . . . . Drinkin', smokin', fuckin', plottin', schemin',. Plottin', schemin', gettin' money. Drinkin', fuckin', smokin', plottin', schemin',. Plottin', schemin', gettin' money. . . This the life for me. My momma told me this was right for me. I got 'em worried, like make sure you save a slice for me. I should have Spoons, serve you up with a fork and knife for me. Your actions make us doubt you. Your lack of effort got me rappin' different. This the shit I wanna go out to. Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slippin'. Naked women swimmin' that's just how I'm livin'. Donate a million to some children, that's just how I'm feelin'. A nigga fillin' up arenas, who the fuck could see us?. I had to Derrick Rose the knee up before I got the re-up. Yours truly the boy. I just build and build more. Y'all niggas build to destroy. Y'all niggas party too much, man I just chill and record. No filler, you feel it now if you ain't feel it before. Yes Lord, this the shit I wanna go out to. This the shit I wanna go out to<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Motto<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?. Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya. Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch. Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura. Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too. Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do. Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne. Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed. How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?. Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh. I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself. Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay. Getting paid well holla whenever that stop. My team good, we don’t really need a mascot. Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”. YMCMB you niggas more YMCA. Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo. Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbs, shout to Gibo. We got Santa Margarita by the liter. She know even if im fuckin with her, I don’t really need her. Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?. That’s really how you feel?. Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill. I mean maybe she won’t. Then again maybe she will. I can almost guarantee she know the deal,. Real nigga what's up?. . . Now she want a photo. You already know though. You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO. We bout it every day, every day, every day. Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play. Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say. Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way. Real nigga what's up?. . . One, time fuck one time. I’m calling niggas out like the umpire. Seven, grams in the blunt. Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt. It’s Eastside, we in this bitch. Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch. And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch. That’s my MO add a B to that shit. I’m fucked up, torn down. I’m twisted: door knob. Talk stupid, off with your head!. Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!. I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun. Energizer bunny. Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar. Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers. I tongue kiss her other tongue. Skeet skeet skeet: water gun. Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi. . . Now she want a photo. You already know though. You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO. We bout it every day, every day, every day. Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play. Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say. Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way. Real nigga what's up what's up what's up<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Too Much<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. Sampha. . . . Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much. There's no need for us to rush this through. Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much. This is more than just a new lust for you. . . Done saying, I'm done playing. Last time was on the outro. Stuck in the house, need to get out more. I've been stacking up like I'm fundraising. Most people in my position get complacent. Wanna come places with star girls, end up on them front pages. I'm quiet but I just ride with it. Moment I stop having fun with it, I'll be done with it. I'm the only one that's putting shots up. And like a potluck, you need to come with it. Don't run from it, like H-Town in the summertime, I keep it 100. Met a lot of girls in my times there, word to Paul Wall, not one fronted. I was birthed there in my first year, man I know that place like I come from it. Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming?. Fuck that, is anyone coming 'fore I show up there and there's no one there?". These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in there. Back rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out. Talking to her like back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now. Talking to her like this drop, bet a million copies get pressed out. She tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried about being the best out". . . . . Someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods. Money got my whole family going backwards. No dinners, no holidays, no nothing. There's issues at hand that we're not discussing. I did not sign up for this. My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list. And now he's acting like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck that shit. Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit". Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, that's when they appear. Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here. Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, telling herself. That she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shit. All my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round, started treating me like I'm "him" now. Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now. Shit got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up or put the pen down. Writing to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've been down. . . . . Don't give up, on your hopes. And you tell me something's gone wrong. Wholehearted, wholehearted, you care, you care. Cause I'm such a dreamer, a believer in a sense. Well if it's all a dream. Then I'm on fire, feels like, I'm on fire. Tell me when I'm lying, tell me when I'm trying<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Wu-Tang Forever<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. I just love when I'm with you, yeah, this shit is on ten. We used to be friends, girl, and even back then. You would look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, it's yours. Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours. Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody and that. What made me think about the game, girl. And how I switched it up with a new thang. Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang. And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say it's yours. Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours. Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours. It's yours, it's yours, it's yours that's for sure, that's for sure. It's yours, it's yours, it's yours that's for sure, that's for sure. . . How you feel about coming home with a nigga for the night?. If you nervous, hit the lights, I know we only fuckin' out of spite. Cause your man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good. Then I hit you with the 9am in Dallas who you like, baby, who you like?. . . Machine gun raps for all my niggas in the back. Stadium packed, just glad to see the city on the map. I just gave the city life, it ain't about who did it first. It's 'bout who did it right, niggas lookin' like "Preach". Open cases on me for a half a million each. I find peace knowin' that it's harder in the streets, I know. Luckily I didn't have to grow there. I would only go there cause niggas that I know there. I don't know what's gettin' into me. I just like the rush when you see your enemy somewhere in the club. And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate your energy. You ain't ever worried cause he's not who he pretends to be. People like Mazin who was a best friend to me. Start to become a distant memory. Things change in that life and this life started lackin' synergy. And fuckin' with me mentally, I think it’s meant to be. Paranoid, always rollin' with my mothafuckin' boys. But you gotta understand when it's yours. They don't really leave your ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Connect<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Isn't it amazing how you talk all this shit and we still lack communication. How beautiful our kids would be, girl, I don't need convincing. How every conversation starts with "This time will be different". Oh, the idea's fun. Oh, the idea's fun. Oh, the idea is so fun every time. At least we try for home run every time. . . Swanging, eyes closed just swanging. Same city, same friends if you're looking for me. Same city, same friends if you're looking. I'll be here just swanging. Don't talk to me like I'm famous. And don't assume cause I don't respect assumptions babe. I'm just tryna connect. With somethin' babe. Swangin'. . . She just wanna run around the city and make memories. That she can barely remember. And I'd allow her, talk about pussy power. She just wanna run over my feelings. Like she drinking and driving in an 18 wheeler. And I'd allow her, talk about pussy power. She used to say "You can be whoever you want, even yourself". Yeah, I show up. Knowin' exactly who I was and never leave as myself. But when it falls apart, I'm always still down. To pick a million tiny little pieces off the ground. Wish you would learn to love people and use things. And not the other way around. . . . . . I remember when my schedule was as flexible as she is. She call and tell me be here before the sun up. I be dressed before we hung up. I take Eglinton to 401 east. And exit at Markham road in the east end. Where all the pretty girls are sleeping. My license been expired I renew it after the weekend. Fuck I know I said that. Shit the last 7 weekends. Girl I guess procrastination is my weakness. I hate stoppin' for gas this late. Cause there's niggas creepin and not like how we're creepin'. Summer is comin' know you could feel it. 20 on pump whatever I ain't got enough to fill it. Won't knock on your door. My uncle say, "You drive my whip like it's yours". I got the pedal to the floor. I'm on my motherfuckin' way swangin'. . . Don't fall asleep on me, hang in there. I'll be there just swangin'. I'll be there just swangin'. I treat you good girl like you're famous. I know I'm late it's always the same shit. But don't fall asleep on me, hang in there. I'm on the road right now swangin, girl<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: 305 to My City<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. Detail. . . . Drop down, drop-drop. Shit is real out here. Drop down, drop-drop. Drop down, drop-drop, get it. Get it, drop down, drop-drop. . . Ooo, 305 to my city. I get it, I get it. I get it, I get it. I swear that I get it. I get it, I get it. We did it we did it. We did it we did it. We so far from finished. I brought you right back just so we can relive it. . . I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it. Your hustle don't ever go unnoticed baby, I'm with you I'm with it. I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it. I get it, I get it. . . They don't work hard as you, damn that's so crazy. At the end of the night when you count, numbers don't lie to my baby. Locker room full of money, girl you just did it. I get it I get it, man fuck all that talking, take shots to the kidney. Down payment on the Jaguar, your roommate got credit. 12 months on the lease, that's a come up baby don't you ever forget it. Connections are heavy, every real nigga they fuck with you. Now shit down in diamonds, you sparkle but fuck man is sparklin' enough for you?. . . . . Tonight was your night, go get you some lobsters and shrimp. You smart and you know it, I get it I get it you outdo these pimps. I hope you don't fall, that's you on the top of the ceiling. Don't you ever forget 'bout your story, I get it, you did it you did it. Got a link on the champagne, your best friend is bar-tending. Your parents sayin' this another phase in your life. They can't wait until it's all finished. Shine on them hoes, let 'em know that you run shit. I get it I get it, I'm workin' too hard let's get into some fun shit. 281 to my city, heard you had trouble at customs. Your girl got a DUI, I'll make the calls to get y'all through customs. Tell your best friend, "Girl get your paperwork right". I get it I get it, what's up for the night?. . . . . Your momma used to live at the church on Sunday. You just go to LIV after church on Sunday. Oh Lord, oh Lord we're not in Kansas anymore. We're not in Kansas anymore<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Hold On, We're Going Home (Single)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. Majid Jordan. . . . I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see. I want your hot love and emotion endlessly. I can't get over you, you left your mark on me. I want your high love and emotion endlessly. Cause you're a good girl and you know it. You act so different around me. Cause you're a good girl and you know it. I know exactly who you could be. . . Just hold on we're going home. Just hold on we're going home. It's hard to do these things alone. Just hold on we're going home. . . . . You're the girl, you're the one. Gave you everything I love. I think there's something, baby. I think there's something, baby. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. Jay-Z. . . . . . Good God Almighty. Like back in the old days. You know, years ago they had the A&amp;R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had the champagne in the studio, of course, compliments of the company, and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last, all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow.... . . Cash rules everything around me. C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all. . . After hours of Il Mulino. Or Sotto Sotto, just talking women and vino. The contract like '91 Dan Marino. I swear this got Michael Rapinos boosting my ego. Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now. Debates growing 'bout who they think is the best now?. Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now. I'm holding all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now. I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it. Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it. I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks. No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playing with you niggas at all. My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants. Or work with their parents, but thinking back on how they treated me. My high school reunion might be worth an appearance. Make everybody have to go through security clearance. Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn. With the ink I could murder, word to my nigga Irv. Yeah, I swear shit just started clicking dog. You know it's real when you are who you think you are. . . . . I had Benzes 'fore you had braces. The all black Maybach but I'm not a racist. Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is. Yellow diamonds in my Jesús. I just might learn to speak Mandarin. Japanese for the yen that I'm handling. International Hov, that's my handle. My saint's Sean Don, light a candle. El Gran Santo on the mantle. 'case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too. Shout out to World Wide Wes. Everywhere we go, we leave a worldwide mess. Yes, still Roc La Familia. Says a lot about you if you not feeling us. The homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us". I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us. . . . . Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake. 500 million, I got a pound cake. Niggas is fronting, that's upside-down cake. Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes. They shoulda never let you 'round cake. Look at my neck, I got a carrot cake. Now here's the icing on the cake. Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, uhh. I'm just getting started, oh, yeah, we got it bitch. I've done made more millionaires than the lotto did. Dame made millions, Biggs made millions. Ye made millions, Just made millions. Lyor made millions, Cam made millions. Beans'll tell you if he wasn't in his feelings. I'm back in my bag. My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag. A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash. Gucci air bag just in case we crash. Uh, last night was mad trill. I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel. . . . . Fuck all that "Happy to be here" shit that y'all want me on. I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil bro me, dog. Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas. When I'm 'bout to drop something crazy and I say I'm the greatest. Of my generation, like I should be dressing different. Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic. Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive. Like I should be on my best behavior and not talk my shit. And do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us. Like I didn't study the game to the letter. And understand that I'm not doing it the same, man, I'm doing it better. Like I didn't make that clearer this year. Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that. They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself. These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself. But I thought "Fuck it". It's worth it to share 'em with someone else other than Paris for once. I text her from time to time, she a mom now. I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down. I told her she could live with me if she need to. I got a compound but I think she's straight. Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before Wayne came. And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory. He walked right past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist. He probably wouldn't remember that story. But that shit stick with me. Always couldn't believe when he called me. You never know, it could happen to you. And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti. And did that shit cause it's something to do, yeah. I guess its just who I became dog. Nothing was the same, dog<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Tuscan Leather<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Comin' off the last record, I'm gettin' 20 million off the record. Just to off these records, nigga that's a record. I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventure. Past the present when you have to mention. This is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still play it though. Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake, that's just the way it go. Heavy airplay all day with no chorus. We keep it thorough, nigga, rap like this for all of my borough niggas. I reached the point where don't shit matter to me, nigga. I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, nigga. Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, nigga. I could go a hour on this beat, nigga. I'm just as famous as my mentor. But that's still the boss, don't get sent for. Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for. Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more. Hot temper, scary outcome. Here's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without one. That always let they mouth run. Bench players talkin' like starters, I hate it. Started from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we made it. Yeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smelling like a brick. Degenerates, but even Ellen love our shit. Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich. Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup. . . Sittin' Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV. Young rebel, Young Money nothin' you could tell me. Paperwork takin' too long, maybe they don't understand me. I'll compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family. Not even talkin' to Nicki, communication is breakin'. I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace it. I'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the second to admit it. Think that's why I need her in my life, to check me when I'm trippin'. On a mission tryna shift the culture. Tell me who dissin', I got some things that'll hit the culprit. Them strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin'. All of the talkin', got one reply for all of your comments. Fuck what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you leave a message. Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive. That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure. Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effort. I piece letters together and get to talkin' reckless. Owl chains like credentials, you know you see the necklace. My life's a completed checklist. I'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you checkin' for now. Just give it time, we'll see who's still around a decade from now. That's real. . . How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?. Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento. I just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limbo. The family all that matters, I'm just out here with my kinfolk. Off everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to Winslow. This for shorty up on Glengrove who love when I catch my tempo. I sip Dapora and listen to Cappadonna. The Fresh Prince just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie. All these 90's fantasies on my mind. The difference is that with mine, they all come true in due time. I might come through without security to check if you're fine. That's just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO. Wanted to tell you, "Accept yourself". You don't have to prove shit to no one except yourself. And if you end up needin' some extra help, then I could help. You know, back on your feet and shit. Tryna get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit. How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?. How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' twin though?. Life is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese. And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me, now real nigga wassup. How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?. . . If there's hell below. I'll see you when you get there. Are you enjoying yourselves? If we may we'd just like to close off with something a bit inspirational. Hopefully something a bit relevant as to us all are having the same fears, shedding similar tears, and of course dying in so many years. It don't mean that we can't have a good life. So we'd like to just maybe close out with something, some food for thought.<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Over<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Uh, uh, Young Money, yeah, yeah. . I know way too many people here right now. That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all?. I swear it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back. But I just can't remember it all. . What am I doing? What am I doing?. Oh yeah, that's right, I'm doin' me, I'm doin' me. I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over. 'Til it's over, but it's far from over. . Alright, bottles on me, long as someone drink it. Never drop the ball, fuck it y'all thinkin'?. Makin' sure the Young Money ship is never sinkin'. 'Bout to set it off in this bitch, Jada Pinkett. . I shouldn't have drove, tell me how I'm getting home?. You too fine to be layin' down in bed alone. I could teach you how to speak my language, Rosetta Stone. I swear this life is like the sweetest thing I've ever known. . Got the gold thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas. All I need's a fucking red jacket with some zippers. Super-good smidoke, a package of the Swisher's. I did it overnight, it couldn't happen any quicker. . Y'all know them? Well, fuck it, me either. Point the biggest skeptic out, I'll make him a believer. It wouldn't be the first time I done it throwin' hundreds. When I should be throwin' ones, bitch, I run it. . I know way too many people here right now. That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all?. I swear it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back. But I just can't remember it all. . What am I doing? What am I doing?. Oh yeah, that's right, I'm doin' me, I'm doin' me. I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over. 'Til it's over, but it's far from over. . One thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain. And I swear I got the shit that makes these bitches go insane. So they tell me that they love me, I know better than that, it's just game. It's what comes with the fame and I'm ready for that, I'm just sayin'. . I really can't complain, everything is kosher. Two thumbs up, Ebert and Roper. I really can't see the end getting any closer. But I'll probably still be the man when everything is over. . So I'm riding through this city with my high-beams on. Can you see me? Can you see me? Get your Visine on. Y'all just do not fit the picture, turn your wise friend on. If you thinkin' I'mma quit before I die, dream on. . Man, they treat me like a legend, am I really this cold?. I'm really too young to be feeling this old. It's about time you admit it, who you kiddin'?. And nobody's ever done it like I did it. . I know way too many people here right now. That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all?. I swear it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back. But I just can't remember it all. . What am I doing? What am I doing?. Oh yeah, that's right, I'm doin' me, I'm doin' me. I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over. 'Til it's over, but it's far from over. . Yeah, that's right, I'm doin' me, I'm doin' me. I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over. 'Til it's over, but it's far from over<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Find Your Love<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I'm more than just an option, hey, hey, hey. Refuse to be forgotten, hey, hey, hey. I took a chance with my heart, hey, hey, hey. And I feel it takin' over. . I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I bet if I give all my lovin', nothin's gonna tear us apart. . I'm than just a number, hey, hey, hey. I doubt you'll find another, hey, hey, hey. So every single summer, hey, hey, hey. I be the one that you remember. . I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I bet if I give all my lovin', nothin's gonna tear us apart. . It's more than just a mission, hey, hey, hey. You hear but you don't listen, hey, hey, hey. You better pay attention, hey, hey, hey. And get what you been missin'. . I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I better find your lovin', I better find your heart. I bet if I give all my lovin', nothin's gonna tear us apart. . Too many times, I've been wrong. I guess bein' right takes too long. I'm done waitin', there's nothin' left to do. But give all I have to you. . I better find your lovin'. I better find your heart. I better find your lovin'. I bet if I give all my lovin', nothin's gonna tear us apart. . I bet if I give all my lovin', nothin's gonna tear us apart<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: HYFR (Hell Ya Fucking Right)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. . . All my exes live in Texas like I’m George Strait. Or they go to Georgia State where-. Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in Atlanta. That she only see when she feels obligated. Admitted it to me the first time we dated. But she was no angel, and we never waited. I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck. So we took it to go, told them don’t even plate it. And we never talk too much after I blew up. Just only ‘hello’ or ‘happy belated’. And I think I text her and told her I made it. And that’s when she text me and told me she prayed it. And that’s when I text her and told her I love it. And right after texting, told her I’m faded. She asked. What have I learned since getting richer. I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures. I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture. Even though it’s fucked up, girl, I’m still fucking wit ya. Damn, is it the fall. Time for me to revisit the past. It’s women to call. There’s albums to drop, there’s liquor involved. There’s stories to tell, we been through it all. Interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions. Like:. . . Do you love this shit?. Are you high right now?. Do you ever get nervous?. Are you single?. I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?. You getting money? You think them niggas you with is wit’ you?. And I say. . Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Fuckin’ right, all right. Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Fuckin’ right, all right. . . So much for being optimistic. They say love is in the air, so I. Hold my breath until my face turn purple. Keep a few bad bitches in my circle. My nuts hang like ain’t no curfew. Bitch if you wave, then I will surf you. I flew jet, she flew commercial. But we still met, later that night. After my session, she came over. I was aggressive, and she was sober. I gave her pills. She started confessing and started undressing. And ask me to hold her. And so I did, but that was last month. And now she’s texting me, asking for closure. Damn. She say this shit gon’ catch up to me. I keep tissue paper. We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table. She say she hate that she love me. And she wish I was average. Shit, sometimes I wish the same. And I wish she wasn’t married. Promises, I hope I never break ‘em. Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation but. Interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my bedroom confusing me with questions like. . . Do you love this shit?. Are you high right now?. Do you ever get nervous?. Are you single?. I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?. You getting money? You think them niggas you with is wit’ you?. . . Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Fuckin right, all right. Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Damn right, all right. . . Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Fuckin’ right, all right. Hell yeah. Hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin’ right. Damn right, all right. Aw Yeah <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Started From the Bottom (Single)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Started. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team here nigga. Started from the bottom now we're here . Started from the bottom now the whole team fuckin' here. . I done kept it real from the jump . Livin' in my mama house, we argue every month. I was tryin' to get it on my own. Workin' all night traffic on the way home. And my uncle callin me like we're you at. I gave you the keys told you to bring it right back, nigga. I just think it's funny how it goes. Now I'm on a roll half a million for a show. . Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team here nigga. Started from the bottom now we're here . Started from the bottom now the whole team here nigga. . Always tell stories about the man. Say I never struggled, wasn't hungry yeah I got it nigga. I can turn your boy into a man. They aint really much out here they poppin off without us nigga. We just want the credits where it's due. I'm gone worry about me, give a fuck about you nigga. Just as a reminder to myself . I wear every single chain even when I'm in the house. . Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga. . No new niggas . Nigga we don't feel that. Fuck a fake friend we're you're real friends at. We don't like to do too much explaining. Story stayed the same I never changed it. . No new niggas . Nigga we don't feel that. Fuck a fake friend we're you're real friends at. We don't like to do too much explaining. Story stayed the same through the money and the fame. . Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga. . Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here. Started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Forever<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>It may not mean nothing to y'all. But understand, nothing was done for me. So I don't plan on stopping at all. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . I shutting shit down in the mall. And telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . Last name ever, first name greatest. Like a sprained ankle, boy I ain't nothing to play with. Started off local, but thanks to all the haters. I know G4 pilots on a first name basis. . And your city faded off to brown, Nino. She insists she got mo' class, we know. Swimmin' in the money, come and find me, Nemo. If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo. . Drop the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album. Who'd've thought a countrywide tour would be the outcome. Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm. Everybody got a deal, I did it without one. . Yeah nigga, I'm about my business. Killing all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list. Everybody who doubted me is asking for forgiveness. If you ain't been a part of it, at least you got to witness. Bitches. . It may not mean nothing to y'all. But understand nothing was done for me. So I don't plan on stopping at all. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . I shutting shit down in the mall. And telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . Hey, ever, ever, Mr. West is in the building. Ain't no question who we're about to kill. . I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains. I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came. I went hard all fall like the ball teams. Just so I can make it rain all spring. . Y'all seen my story, my glory. I had raped the game young, you could call it statutory. When a nigga blow up, they come build statues from me. . Old money Benjamin Button, what, nuttin'. Now super bad chicks giving me McLovin'. You would think I ran the world like Michelle's husband. You would think these niggas know me when they really doesn't. Like they was down with the old me, no you fucking wasn't. . You are such a fucking loser. He didn't even go to class, Bueller. Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back. Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack. . Chasing that stardom would turn you into a maniac. All the way in Hollywood, and I can't even act. They pull their cameras out, and God damn they snap. I used to want this thing forever, y'all can have it back. . It may not mean nothing to y'all. But understand nothing was done for me. So I don't plan on stopping at all. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . I shutting shit down in the mall. And telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . Okay, hello it's da Martian, Space Jam Jordans. I want this shit forever, wake up and smell the garden. Fresher than the harvest, step up to the target. If I had one guess, then I guess I'm just New Orleans. . And I would never stop like I'm running from the cops. Hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, "To the top". Life is such a fucking roller coaster, then it drops. But what should I scream for, this is my theme park. . My mind shine even when my thoughts seem dark. Pistol on my side, you don't wanna hear that thing talk. Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention. Lil Wayne, that's what they got to say or mention. . I'm like Nevada in the middle of the summer. I'm resting in the lead, I need a pillow and a cover. Shh, my foot's sleeping on the gas. No brake pads, no such thing as last. . It may not mean nothing to y'all. But understand nothing was done for me. So I don't plan on stopping at all. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . I shutting shit down in the mall. And telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow. Nuts they go, macadamia, they go so ballistic, whoa. We can make them look like Bozos. He's wondering if he should spit this slow. . Fuck no! Go for broke. His cup just runneth over, oh no. He ain't had a real buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed. They been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose. . Back into the game, and they know. Rap will never be the same as before. Bashing in the brains of these hoes. And establishing a name as he goes. . The passion and the flame is ignited. You can't put it out once we light it. This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm talking about when we riot. . You dealin' with a few true villains. Who stand inside of the booth truth spillin'. And spit true feelings until our tooth fillings. Come flying up out of our mouths, now rewind it!. . Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me. So how's it taste?. When I slap the taste outta your mouth. With the bass so loud that it shakes the place. . I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case. You're thinking of saving face. You ain't gonna have no face to save. By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake. . It may not mean nothing to y'all. But understand nothing was done for me. So I don't plan on stopping at all. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine. . I shutting shit down in the mall. And telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call. I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine, ever mine<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Girls Love Beyoncé<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>feat. James Fauntleroy. . . . Look, I know girls love Beyoncé. Girls love to fuck with your conscience. Girls hate when niggas go missing. And shawty you ain’t no different. These days it’s hard to meet women. Feel like my love life is finished. I’ve been avoiding commitment. That’s why I’m in this position. I’m scared to let somebody in on this. No new friends, no no no. You know how this shit go. You got your fair share of admirers that call your phone. You try to act like it’s just me, but I am not alone. But if you’re alone then, say my name, say my name. . . Say my name, say my name. When no one is around you. Say, “Baby, I love you”. If you ain’t running games. Say my name, say my name. You actin’ kinda shady, baby. Why the sudden change?. Say my name. Say my name. Say my name. Say my name, say my name. If no one is around you. . . Yeah. Uh. Say my name, say my name. ‘Cause those other men are practice. And this ain’t no time for actin’. And this ain’t no time for games. And this ain’t no time for uncertainty. And this ain’t no time for locking your phone and not coming home. And startin’ some shit when I’m in the zone. This is why I’ve been saying. No new friends, no no no. You know how this shit goes. This is not four years ago. Time escapes me. Now forget how it felt when this shit move slow. I come through in whips that make a young boy take the long way home. All my young boys ‘round me saying, “Get money and fuck these hoes”. Where we learn these values? I do not know what to tell you. I’m just trying to find a reason not to go out every evening. I need someone that’ll help me think of someone besides myself. I need someone I leave througAnnotateh the front door with. ‘Cause we don’t wanna hide no more. Plus you’re not shy no more. Neither of us wanna play the side no more. No, I’m not alone. Even though nothing was the same. Let me get your ass alone. Let me make you say my name. Say my name. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: All This Love<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. . . Southern Smoke!*. . . This another one from your boy V-O. I'm gon tell the people, that we locking this down. This another one from your boy V-O. I'm gon tell the people, that we locking this down. . . I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know. I don't deserve, All this Love !. I can't believe that it's just really you and me, and I know. I can't contain myself, All this Love !. . . Girl, I've been thinking about the way, that you love me every day. And I want to know, if You Feel The Same Way!. Because I'm in and out of town, that's just how I got's to get down. But you understand, that's why I'm your man!. . . I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know. I don't deserve, All this Love !. I can't believe that it's just really you and me, and I know. I can't contain myself, All this Love !. . ]. UH, UH, UH . UH, UH, UH . YEAH YEAH . YEAH YEAH . UH, UH, UH . UH, UH, UH . YEAH YEAH . . . They say he wanted the bounce back. I can make them easily admit that the bounce back. Without knowing exactly where me accounts at. Yeah, you best believe. That I often tend to surpass what the rest achieve. So, they don't like me. They throw parties, and yet they never invite me. I can't lie, sometime it bother me slightly. Either way the true fans yell. I appear calm, and it's obvious of who can't tell. And no, this ain't Blu Cantrell. This is like perfection, though we both got the light complexion. Couple things I do damn well,. And the way that I Jack son, you figure Drake knew Sam. L . I'm for real though. I'm from Memphis, I'm often labeled as Trill so. They stay kicking it with me like a field goal. See I'm humble, but I live fame. For more deals on the table than abridge game. Ahh. . . I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know. I don't deserve, All this Love !. I can't believe that it's just really you and me, and I know. I can't explain myself, All this Love !. . . Even when the sun don't shine, I know you're my sunshine. And even if the sun outside, we can anything baby. I need to feel you next to me, You want to feel me next to you. We can do anything you want to do. Tell Me the Next Morn Baby!. . . I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know. I don't deserve, All this Love !. I can't believe that it's just really you and me, and I know. I can't contain myself, All this Love !<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Shut It Down<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Hey, oh. These girls ain't got nothing on you. . Say baby, I had to mention. That if you were a star you'd be the one I'm searching for. Other girls, they, they got attention. But I just always feel like there in need of something you got. . Obvious you're pretty, heard that you're a student. Working weekends in the city, trying to take you out, girl. Hope you're not too busy, and if there's nothing wrong. Got this little song for you to get ready to. . Put those fucking heels on and work it, girl. Let that mirror show you what you're doing. Put that fucking dress on and work it kind of vicious. Like somebody's taking pictures. . Shut it down, down, down. You would shut it down, down, down. You be the baddest girl around, 'round, 'round. And they notice, they notice. . You would shut it down, down, down. You would shut it down, down, down. You be the baddest girl around, 'round, 'round. And they notice, they notice, you would shut it. . Hey, oh. These girls ain't got nothing on you. They ain't got nothing on you. They ain't got nothing on you. Killa, killa. . Girl, you're the greatest. And if he say you ain't, girl, he's out his mind. You the finest. And if he say you ain't, that boy done lost his mind. . Hey baby. Every time you come around, shut down like computers. Hey lady. Step into my heart, let me put you into Louboutins. . What you want? What you need?. I can be your everything. Them other niggas just wanna hit it but if they had it. Wouldn't know what to do with it. . And together we shut it down, down, down. They know you shut it down, down, down. You be the baddest girl around, 'round, 'round. And they notice, they notice. . You would shut it down, down, down. You know you shut it down, down, down. Every time they come around, 'round, 'round. Well, all of them notice, they notice, you shut it down. . MC Concrete Loop, you shut that motherfucker down, down. Ice cream conversations, they all want the scoop. You shut that motherfucker down, down, down, oh yeah. . . Shooting stars all around her, fire, comets. I could bring her through and shut 'em down, honest. No you not imagin' it, they lookin' at you, long stares. Even though she standin', now she look like she belongs here. . You feel the hours pass until you find somethin'. I feel like when she moves, the time doesn't. Yeah, baby you finer than your fine cousin. And your cousin fine, but she ain't got my heart beatin' double time. . You just shut it down girl. Who told the cops where the party was?. Why do I feel like I found the one?. What's in these shots that you ordered us?. . Damn, I mean, you sure know how to paint a town. Ever since you came around. It's obvious. . You shut that thing down, down, down. You shut it down, you shut it down. You shut it down, you shut it down. You shut it, oh, oh. . You looking good girl. Go, go, go get 'em girl. Go, go, go hit 'em girl. Go, go, go, go, go, go. . You looking good girl. Go, go, go get 'em girl. Go, go, go hit 'em girl. Go, go, go, go, go, go. You shut it down<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Fireworks<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Money just changed everything, I wonder how life without it would go?. From the concrete, who knew that a flower would grow?. Lookin' down from the top and it's crowded below. My fifteen minutes started an hour ago. . Truth over fame, you know I respect the blatant shit. When I hear talkin', I just don't know what to make of it. Hate is so familiar to me, I'm slowly embracin' it. Doesn't come natural, bear with me, it could take a bit. . Yeah, and my dreams are who I'm racing with. As you can see I'm pacin' it so that I'm always chasin' it. Wayne put me right here, that's who I get the paper with. I hope that my success never alters our relationship. . Yeah, this life is something I would die for. October's on but it's lookin' like July four. I just wish they'd let you try it first. This time I'm really goin' off, fireworks. . Oh, today it begins. I've missed them before. But won't miss them again. I keep having the same dream. And I think I just realized what it means. . All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Every night is fireworks, every night is fireworks. All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Taking off like fireworks, taking off like. . I'm just such a gentleman, you should give it up for me. Look at how I'm placing all my napkins and my cutlery. I could tell it wasn't love, I just thought you fuck with me. Who coulda predicted lucky strike would have you stuck with me. . Damn, I kept my wits about me, luckily. What happened between us that night, it always seems to trouble me. Now all of a sudden, these gossip rags wanna cover me. And you making it seem that it happened that way because of me. . But I was curious. And I'll never forget it, baby, what an experience. You coulda been the one but it wasn't that serious. There was smoke in the air before that was me clearing it. . That felt good, all and all I learned a lesson from it, though. You never see it coming you just get to see it go. Yeah, I shoulda looked up in the sky at first. Now I see it in her eyes, fireworks. . Oh, today it begins. I've missed them before. But won't miss them again. I keep having the same dream. And I think I just realized what it means. . All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Every night is fireworks, every night is fireworks. All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Taking off like fireworks, taking off like. . Everything the same but it feels different. My dad called me up knowing that I still listen. And he's still got his foot out, guilt trippin'. It's been years though, I just learn to deal with it. . For real, me and my realtor, we built up a better rapport. Got my mother in a place with some better decor. She searched the entire city, I let her explore. And now she sayin' she more lonely than ever before. . How many of our parents' marriages lasted?. I was only 5, I bet I barely reacted. I'm flying back home for the Heritage Classic. Searching for that feeling, tell me, where is the magic?. . Let's stay together 'til we're ghosts. I wanna witness love, I never seen it close. Yeah, but I guess I gotta find it first. That's why I'm really going off, fireworks. . Oh, today it begins. I've missed them before. But won't miss them again. I keep having the same dream. And I think I just realized what it means. . All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Every night is fireworks, every night is fireworks. All I see is fireworks, all I see is fireworks. Taking off like fireworks, taking off like<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Aston Martin Music<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. We vibbin to the music this is how we do it. Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby. Just me and my boss no worries at all. Listening to Aston Martin Music Music. . . Would have came back for you. I just needed time to do what I had to do. Caught in the life I cant let it go. Whether thats right I will never know. Hope you forgive me. Never meant wrong. Tried to be patient. But I waited to long. But I would've came back. But I would've came back for you. Would've came back. Would've came back. . . When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls. Automatic weapons on the floor but who can you call. My down bitch, one who live by the code. Put this music shit aside get it in on the road. Lot of quiet time, pink bottles of Rose. Exotic red bottoms, so-bodied glittered in gold. Following fundamentals Im following in the rental. I love a nasty girl who swallow is on the menu. And money triple up when you get it out of state. Need a new safe cause Im runnin out of space. Now Im Roy Jetson Im somewhere out of space. In my two-seater she the one that I would take. . . . We bobbin to the music this is how we do it. Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby. Just me and my boss no worries at all. Listening to Aston Martin Music Music. . Hook: Drake. . Would have came back for you. I just needed time to do what I had to do. Caught in the life I cant let it go. Whether thats right I will never know. Hope you forgive me. Never meant wrong. Tried to be patient. But I waited to long. But I would've came back. But I would've came back for you. Would've came back. Would've came back. . . Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box. Mr. KFC DBS is in the watch. Livin fast where its all about that money bag. Never front you take it there aint no comin back. Top down right here is where she want to be. That's why golds unfold right in front of me. Eveytime we fuck her soul take ahold of me. Addicted like Pookie that pussy be controllin me. That thang keep callin. Fuck maintain boy I gotta keep ballin. Pink bottles keep comin. James Bond coup pop clutch 100. . . . We vibbin to the music this is how we do it. Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby. Just me and my boss no worries at all. Listening to Aston Martin Music Music. . . Would have came back for you. I just needed time to do what I had to do. Caught in the life I cant let it go. Whether thats right I will never know. Hope you forgive me. Never meant wrong. Tried to be patient. But I waited to long. But I would've came back. But I would've came back for you. Would've came back . Would've came back . Well here go. . . I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta. Who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned, bitches, what's up witcha?. I hate callin' the women bitches, but the bitches love it. I took some sense and made a nickel of it. I'm urgin' all daughters to kiss they mothers. With those lips that all that lipstick covers. You're never too grown up to miss and hug her. And girls countin' on me to be there like missin' rubbers. I'm on some Marvin Gaye shit, a bunch of distant lovers. This ain't the life that I'm used to. Reintroduced to people I've been introduced to. Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me. And fear that I won't remember, I wish you could still accept me for me. I miss Memphis, Tennessee, my cousins, my dad. The simplistic beauty that all of them Southerners have. I'm halfway across the world with dozens of bags. Feelin' like all four members of Color Me Badd. In one nigga, amazing shit. I got that Courtney Love for you, that crazy shit. I don't drink every bottle I own, I be agin' shit. And I got them wedding ring flows, that engagin' shit. Which one of y'all got fleets on your keychains? The seats for these Heat games?. I really think you stare at yourself and you see things. La Familia, I've been inducted and instructed. To stunt on these niggas we don't really fuck wit. Fuck is up?. Havin' lunch and debatin' Ferrari prices. 23 and goin' through a midlife crisis. But trust me, I still deliver like a midwife. And no, I'm not sayin' I'm the nicest, I just live life like it. Uh, it take a certain type of man to teach. To be far from hood, but to understand the streets. I never threw away that paper with my Grammy speech. Because I haven't hit the pinnacles I plan to reach. Yeah, you gotta own it if you want it. Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment. And, baby, I'll never forget none of that. Girl, I told you I was coming back. . Hook: Drake. . Would have came back for you. I just needed time to do what I had to do. Caught in the life I cant let it go. Whether thats right I will never know. Hope you forgive me. Never meant wrong. Tried to be patient. But I waited to long. But I would've came back. But I would've came back for you. Would've came back. . Aston Martin Music, Music<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Thank Me Now<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>You could thank me now, go 'head. Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said. But later doesn't always come so instead. It's okay, you could thank me now. Yeah, well, alright, here I go. . My hollow from the heart is hard to follow. Lately I've been drinking like there's a message in a bottle. Aloha's to women with no ties, to men that I know well. That way there are no lies. . You could thank me now for all the info I give to you niggas. I'm on the brink of influential, I'm here for you niggas. I guess a hit doesn't add up to a career for you niggas. I must have been hard to watch, what a year for you niggas. . It's December 31st and we in Miami just meditating. You got the resolutions, we just got reservations. Living out a dream, it feels like I stayed up. And we just wanna party, patron straight up. . Fuck that old shit, I'm on new things. O-V-O clique, Red Wing Boot gang. Yeah, we want it all, half was never the agreement. Who'd thought the route we chose would ever end up this scenic. . I could relate to kids going straight to the league. When they recognize that you got what it takes to succeed. And that's around the time that your idols become your rivals. You make friends with Mike but gotta A-I him for your survival. . Damn, I swear sports and music are so synonymous. 'Cause we wanna be them and they wanna be us. Yeah, so on behalf of the demanded. And the entertainment that you take for granted. You could thank me now. . And oh, my goodness you're welcome, you're welcome. At this point me is who I'm trying to save myself from. Rappers hit me up and I never know what to tell them. 'Cause they think that I can help them. Get back to where they fell from. . But drink up because everyone here is good tonight. Except the niggas that I came with, they good for life. Yeah, that's how you know it's going down. In case another chance never comes around. . You could thank me now, go 'head. Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said. But later doesn't always come so instead. It's okay, you could thank me now. . Shallow nigga but deep enough to have gone swimming. I think I'm spending all my time with the wrong women. I think I have a chance at love but knowing me I miss it. 'Cause me dedicating my time, just isn't realistic. . Man, the good girls went silent on me. They got a boyfriend or left for college on me. And all the bad ones I used to hit her friends now. That make me wish I had a little less mileage on me. . But do I ever come up in discussion. Over double pump latte's and low fat muffin's, do I?. Or is missing what we had, outta the question. I'm probably just the reason that you learned your lesson. . I got flows for the Marilyn Monroe's who's there before it all. I guess that's how it goes, they hear about your cons. Or focus on your pro's and love you for who you are. From the bottom of their soul. But those same ones from your area will grow. . Into women that are ready to get married at hello. Because of what they allow, where are they all now. I know there somewhere watching. So I'm trying to make them proud. . Searching for the meaning, you'll find it next to me. And tell me I'm the highest, guess we finally get to see. I'm feeling like Nas, who am I to disagree?. They say that doors open up as soon as you find the missing key. . It's probably why I'm in this bitch shining. Jump up in the sky and put the stars into alignment. I rep the ATF in case you need to be reminded. And the bandwagons full but you can try and run behind it. . I'm sorry, poolside drinking, margarita rounds. Shout out to my city though I hardly be in town. I'm the black sheep but Chris Farley wears the crown. And I know life is just a game in which the cards are facing down. . I'm in the world where things are taken, never given. How long they choose to love you will never be your decision. And I'm aware that this could be the last time you listen. So while I'm still here in this position. . You could thank me now, go 'head. Thank me later, yeah, I know what I said. But later doesn't always come so instead. It's okay, you could thank me now. It's okay<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Houstatlantavegas<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Hey there, pretty girl, you know exactly what you got. And I don't blame you at all, you can't resist it. Especially when the lights so bright and the money so right. And it's comin' in every single night. She don't wanna leave, she just stuck in. . Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta, she just stuck in. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. . And she dance to this song. And she dance to this song and it go. Hey, now, now, watch her go down, oh. . She doesn't ever worry. If she wants it she'll get it on her own. She knows there's more to life. And she's scared of ending up alone. . Throw your ones up in the air. Throw your ones up in the air for her. Throw your ones up in the air. 'Cause the ones you throw will get her out of. . Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta, she just stuck in. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. . And she dance to this song. And she dance to this song and it goes. Hey, now, now, watch her go down, oh. . We all got dreams and we all star reaching. All star peaking, all star weekend. One hotel room and all y'all sleeping. Housekeeping knock to see if all y'all decent. . Young girls envy the life y'all leading. Never satisfied with a nice calm evening. You be at the games looking right all season. But you always with me on the night y'all leaving. . Ass low, ass low, I always request you. You go get fucked up and we just show up at your rescue. Carry you inside, get you some water and undress you. I give you my all and the next morning you'll forget who. . Or why or how or when. Tonight is probably about to happen all over again. And she live in a mindset that I could never move to. Until you find yourself it's impossible to lose you. . Because I never had you although I would be glad to. I probably go and tattoo your name on my heart. I swear, I start to think that I'm going crazy. . Throw your ones up in the air. Throw your ones up in the air for her. Throw your ones up in the air. 'Cause the ones you throw will get her out of. . Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta, she just stuck in. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas. . And she dance to this song. And she dance to this song and it goes. Hey, now, now watch her go down, oh<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Successful<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Money, money, cars, cars. Clothes, clothes, the hoes. I suppose, yeah. . I want the money, money and the cars, cars. And the clothes, the hoes I suppose. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. . Drizzy, ah yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel you. They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar. I get it, I live it, to me there's nothings realer. Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya. . And when I leave I always come right back here. The young spit'a that everybody in rap fear. A lot of y'all are still soundin' like last year. The game needs change and I'm the mofucking cashier. . Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed. Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head. Take my verses too serious, ya hate me. 'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture no HD. . Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it. Dis me and you'll never hear a reply for it. Any awards show or party I get fly for it. I know that it's comin' I just hope that I'm alive for it. . I want the money, money and the cars, cars. And the clothes, the hoes I suppose. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. . Yeah, I want things to go my way. But as of late a lot of shit been goin' sideways. And my mother tried to runaway from home. But I left somethin' in the car and so I caught her in the driveway. . And she cried to me so I cried too. And my stomach was soakin' wet, she only 5'2. And forty eight hours was all before I showed up. And brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got pulled up. . Damn, my reality just set in. And even when the Phantom's leased them hoes wanna get in. I do a lot of things hopin' I neva have to fit in. So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end. . My girl love me but fuck it, my heart beat slow. And right now the tour bus is lookin' like a freak show. And life change for us every single week. So it's good but I know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want. . I want the money, money and the cars, cars. And the clothes, the hoes I suppose. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. . Wise words from a decent man. Back when I was tryin' to put a ring on Alicia Hand. This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan. And my delivery just got me buzzin' like the pizza man. . In person I am everything and more. I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before. But inside I'm treadin' waters steady tryin' to swim ashore. I'm on a shoppin' spree to get whateva is in store. . Yeah, just call me "Shop And Bag Drizzy". And call me "Mr. Damn", he ain't copin' that is he. And fans of these freshman is about to get iffy. While this youngin' that you doubtin' is about to get busy. . I'ma kill it, I promise this, I know you mad. I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads. To big homie use a flash if you must. And I swear I ain't askin' for much, all I want is. . I want the money, money and the cars, cars. And the clothes, the hoes I suppose. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. . It's like I know what I got to say. I just don't know how to say it to you. . Pardon the swag but bitches cartate. Long bread, I don't eat shortcake. How come I can't miss a woman. Like I can't miss court dates. . Cheese but she's not in this portrait. Life's fine but I do not portray. I'm on the other side but it is a sharp gate. I don't want the glow, I want the glo'ray. . And I'ma fuck the world but this is just foreplay. Tired of hearing bullshit, bring her on to cow shit. Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than shit. That's word to Toronto. . So high up I got birds in the condo. Ain't that a female dog. Ask her who I am to her and she yell, God. Weezy baby, I go real hard, no further details, boy<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Little Bit<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Hands down, I'm too proud for love. But with eyes shut it's you I'm thinking of. . But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me. 'Cause you don't know who I was before you. Basically to see a change in me. I'd be losing so I just ignore you, yeah, oh. . But you're on my mind. My mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, oh. But maybe in time. In time, in time, I'll tell you I'm. . A little bit, a little bit. A little bit in love with you. I guess that I'm a little bit, a little bit. A little bit in love with you. . I know you told me break their hearts. But it's you I wanna take apart. And I will never ever be the first to say it. But still I, they know, ah, ah, ah. . I would do it, push a button. Pull a trigger, climb a mountain. Jump off a cliff 'cause you know, baby. I love you, love you a little bit. . You would do it, you would say it. You would mean it then we could do it. It was you and I and not only I. . Think I'm a little bit, little bit. A little bit in love with you. But only if you're a little bit, little bit. Little bit in la, la, la, love with me. . I hope they never find out. What they already know, know, know. As soon as it's official. We'll have to let it go, go, go. . So we don't confirm the fling. Keep avoiding all the questions. You could teach me many things. I'm just scared to learn a lesson. . The pressures on. Both hearts beat like a metronome. Both in sync like a Justin song. Feels so right but it's just so wrong. . I wonder where my world 'bout. Where niggas that I know tryna talk my girl out. And her friends say I ain't the one to go for. She just get jealous 'cause you always get approached more. . Oh well, tell her fall back. Caught up in some more shit tell her call back. Tell her get a man that ain't cheating on her ass. Wit a girl that I know, yeah, tell her all that, that. . And as for you I think I know you're the one. The closest I've come, I'm probably. . A little bit, a little bit. A little bit in love with you. I guess that I'm a little bit, a little bit. A little bit in love with you<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Karaoke<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Things have been so crazy and hectic. I should have gotten back by now. But you know how much I wanted to make it. It's probably better anyhow. . So if you gotta go. If there's anything I should know. If the spotlight makes you nervous. If you're looking for a purpose. . You put the tea in the kettle and light it. Put your hand on the metal and feel it. But do you even feel it anymore. . I remember when you thought I was joking. Now I'm off singing karaoke. Further than I've ever been. . So if you gotta go. If there's anyway I can help. . Isn't it ironic that the girl I wanna marry. Is a wedding planner?. Then tells me my life is too much. And then moves to Atlanta. . Damn, of all the places you could go. I just thought you'd choose somewhere. That has somebody that you know. . I'm always up too late, I worry 'bout you there alone. In that place you call your home, warm nights and cold patron. I hope you don't get known for nothing crazy. 'Cause no man ever wants to hear no stories 'bout his lady. . I know they say the first love is the sweetest. But that first cut is the deepest. I tried to keep us together, you were busy keeping secrets secret. You were tellin' everybody but me. . Don't be fooled by the money. I'm still just young and unlucky. I'm surprised you couldn't tell. . I was only tryna get ahead. I was only tryna get ahead. But the spotlight makes you nervous. And you're looking for a purpose. . I was only tryna get ahead. I was only tryna get ahead. But the spotlight makes you nervous<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Show Me A Good Time<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>How did I end up right here with you. After all the things that I've been through. It's been one of those days, you try and forget about. Take a shot and let it out, let's get right, now that I'm here, baby. . Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good, show me a good. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. . I live for the nights that I can't remember. With the people that I won't forget. Spendin' all the money that I just worked my ass off for. Doing things that I won't regret. . I've been waiting way too long, long, long, long. Tellin' everybody that I know. We about to be on, on, on, on. I ain't tryna look like I lied to these niggas that I came up with. . That's my team. Never would I let a woman come between. What we doin' right now, this our dream. Wu-Tang Clan, niggas want that cream. . I'm the Osiris to this shit right now. Go to God for the hits right now. Whatever you wanna drink, girl, pick right now. If you can't hold your liquor, better quit right now. . How did I end up right here with you. After all the things that I've been through. It's been one of those days, you try and forget about. Take a shot and let it out, let's get right, now that I'm here, baby. . Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good, show me a good. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. . How 'bout you and all your morals. In that outfit that you borrowed. Make the most out of tonight. And worry 'bout it all tomorrow. . Understand girl, we fam, girl. Can't get me right and not do Wayne. Cash money, Young Money, pop champagne. Presidential suite, girl, Barack Hussein. . Tell me can we kick it. Like Ali Shaheed and Phife Dawg. People really hate it when a backpack. Rapper get rich and start livin' that life, dawg. . Feels like when you get into that paper. Hip-hop hates you. They would do it just like I do it if they could. It's in our nature. . Young and rich and out of control. Out in LA throwin' clouds at the killa. I came up in the underground though. So I'ma spend another 10,000 for Dilla. . Call me overrated or created or too jaded. Because anyway you put it, bitch I made it. Yup. . How did I end up right here with you. After all the things that I've been through. It's been one of those days, you try and forget about. Take a shot and let it out, let's get right, now that I'm here, baby. . Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good, show me a good. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. . Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah. Show me a good, show me a good. Show me a good time, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Crew Love<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Take your nose off my keyboard. What you botherin' me for. There's a room full of niggas. What you followin' me for. . This ain't no fuckin' sing-along. So girl, what you singin' for. It's 'cause we blowin' like a C4. Got my whole crew blowin' like a C4. . Twenty, keep the bar rollin'. Fake ID's and the trash we goin'. Straight to the top, rooftop glows. With a handful of girls and they all so foreign. . Rain so poisoned, rainbows flowin'. Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland. A whole lot of friends, first flight from Poland. A whole lot of cash comes straight from Poland. . Why, 'cause they lovin' the crew. They lovin' the crew, they lovin' the crew. Oh, they lovin' the crew, oh, they lovin' the crew. They lovin' the crew, they lovin' the crew, they lovin' the crew, whoa hoo. . Yeah, smokin' weed under star projectors. I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us. But seein' my family have it all. Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall. . And really, I think I like who I'm becomin'. There's times where I might just do it just to do it like it's nothin'. There's times when I might blow like 50K on a vacation. For all my soldiers, just to see the looks on all they faces. . All it took was patience, I got a lot of friends to come up off the strip for me. The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me. The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me. I told my story then made history. . Tell 'em I'ma need reservations for twenty. I've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah. I much rather spend it all while I'm breathin'. That OVO and that XO is everythin' you believe in, I know. . C-c-crew, oh, you're lovin' the crew. Oh, you're lovin' the crew, you're lovin' the crew, oh. Oh, you're lovin' the crew, they lovin' the crew, they lovin' the crew. They lovin' the crew, whoa hoo. . 'Cause we blowin' like a C4. Got my whole crew blowin' like a C4. So broadcast that, nigga, we the news in your city. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa hoo<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: November 18th<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture. Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha. It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture. Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha. One time for the homie DJ Screw. Already I'm feelin' throwed in this bitch. . I'm so high even when I'm comin' down. Just met a girl, said she from the H-Town. I said my name is Drizzy and ain't nobody realer. A cup inside a cup smokin' ghost face killah. Got these boppers goin' crazy. . Nigga, I'm the man, I sent your girl message. Said I see you when I can. She send me one back but I ain't never read it. 'Cause pussies only pussy and I get it when I need it and. . I'm tellin' you when homies runnin' down in the winter. And I be riding rims with tires in it thinner. Air force stun fly charters over seas full of Don Perian. And the water for the D's. . Don't know why it happens every time we alone. But here we are again and I swear I'm in my zone. So I'ma sip this drink till that motherfucker gone. Than you go get undressed and we gon' get it on. . I don't give you the time you deserve from me. This is something I know, I know, I know. So tonight I'll just fuck you like we're in Houston. Taking everything slow so slow, so slow but I do it to her. . Draped up and dripped out know what I'm talkin' 'bout. Three in the morning get it poppin' in the parking lot. It's on once again and I never pretend. A nigga stay G till the end, yeah. . I swear like every time we find ourself in this situation. I just get that feeling like I mean Houston candy paint. Switching colors in the light, it's about like 11 p.m.. And you just roaming through the city bumpin' that screw. . Big Mo, UGK, Lil Keke. It feel like everything just moving slow. Let's take my time, I pace it, baby. Yeah, I'm gone<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Deuces<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>What you mean I ain't call you?. I hit you when I landed. I'm waiting in my hotel room. Seems like we are arguing more and it's getting less romantic. Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon. But I f-cked you right I will. I f-cked you right I will. I'll f-ck you like no-one has ever ever made you feel. I mean it's part of our relationships, amazing still. I might just put up with the arguing and stay for real. You looking mad, girl for goodness sakes. You with all those curves and me without no breaks. Ooh, I'm willing to work it out however long it takes you. You feel like you miss those happy days well girl that makes two of us. Our timing is wrong. Your friends always tying up every line on your phone. Yeah but tell them b-tches that you'll always be my missus. And the hardest part about the f-cking business is minding your own. Uhh, and everytime I try and break it off. We just yell until we tired then I break you off. It's useless all this fighting lets get past it now. Even when I throw them deuces you just send it back around<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Say Something (Remix)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. . . . This shit was all I know*. You and me only,. And I did it all for you,. Still you were lonely,. We coulda worked it out,. Uhh, but I guess things change,. It's funny how someone else's success brings pain,. When ya no longer involved that person has it all,. And you just stuck standing there,. . But, I'm gonna need you to say something baby,. Say something baby,. Say something baby,. I'm gonna need you to say something baby,. Say something baby. Say something baby. . . Secretly I'm a menace to society. They just see me as a generous man rioting. No one depends on this, but they say it quietly. I hate not being the nemesis so violently. What am I tryin to be, guess it's a blinding feat. Guess I'm too blind to see, why she is cryin to me. These verses don't have much to do with the chorus. I know it's catchy but the meaning just ignore it. Anyways back to my thesaurus. If I ever make it I'm a put her in the forest. But first she needs to accept what I'm pourin. Otherwise I don't have time to be endorsin. Til that time I'm gon be reinforcin . Wonder whatll happen when I pop the question. I give her the time when she want attention. Giver her the space even if I need someone to listen. Won't know what to do when my . . . This shit was all I know,. You and me only,. And I did it all for you,. Still you were lonely,. We coulda worked it out,. Uhh, but I guess things change,. It's funny how someone else's success brings pain,. When ya no longer involved that person has it all,. And you just stuck standing there,. . But, I'm gonna need you to say something baby,. Say something baby,. Say something baby,. I'm gonna need you to say something baby,. Say something baby. Say something baby. . . Agreeing with Drake, I guess things change. Wonderin if my fantasy success brings pain. But in reality I'm a mess these days. So please help me with the blessing rain. All I need from you is to listen. If you hear me out I've completed my mission. I'm a need her to say something. Cause all I hear is nothing, n she ain't fronting. Maybe I'm too cunning, thinkin too much into it. Got to remember she on that independent shit. But I got a leave a message, cause I act too reckless. N she deserve better then a necklace. So ey girl come check this. You the one who kept it real. You the one who slept with appeal. N I'm the one whos trapped on what I feel. Like I said til the time I'm a sign off but not on a deal<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: We'll Be Fine<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. . . Yeah, never thoughts of suicide, i'm too alive. But i still treat it like it's do or die. Even though dying isn't in the plans, but neither was making it and here i am. In the presidential do you like your new room?. Always presidential and tonight's no blue moon. Since i saw aaliyah's precious life go too soon, she deserve the credit for how i'm about to get it. That's why i got a new dumb thing moving through the street. Got a new condo, move it to the beach. Heard nicki just bought a brand new crib. Goddamn man she's beauty and the beast . Seems like yesterday that i was up and coming. Still so young that i ain't had enough of nothing. . The fam here, the drink here, the girls here?. Well fuck let's get it then. . . I'm trying to let go of the past. Should we make this one a double?. You ain't even gotta ask, ahh. Because it's hard to say no, say no. Yeah it's hard to say no. . Are you down, are you down? yeah, you all the way down, every time. Am i down, am i down? yeah, i'm all the way down, we'll be fine. Are you down, are you down? yeah, you all the way down, every time. Am i down, am i down? yeah, i'm all the way down, we'll be fine. . . Used to make us proud we had dreams of getting bigger man. Loved you until now, but now i'm the nigga man. You keep talking that, "you was this and you had this. And you deserve some fucking credit how did anyone forget it". Got a show up in your city, yo girl is in the line. And the line around the corner, it's my motherfucking time. You should take it as a sign, man i got it right now. I wouldn't doubt it cause these bitches all about it right now. Let's be real about this shit, can i take you home?. Or come to where you stay? do you live on your own?. I heard you got your ways, i never would have known. She said, "you're such a dog", i said, "you're such a bone.". I've been everywhere, where you know me from?. These days women give it to me like they owe me one. But they crave attention though they always saying, "show me some". But girl you ain't the only one that's trying to be the only one. At least i admit that, if you get that, and you with that. Then fuck let's get it then. . . . . Yeah! drizzy, yo turn nigga!. Take care of the business nigga . Give these niggas the business nigga!. Kill spray anything in the way, nigga, fuck em, we don't love em!. Yeah, it's just that uptown gangsta shit. Toronto, stand up for one of the realest niggas. Drizzy, with the realest flow, y'know?. Toast to this gangsta shit, . Ovo ymcmb . Yeah, you understand me?. Playing with these motherfucking millions like they ain't nothing. Throwin' hundreds, rubber band stacks. That ymcmb shit nigga; flashy lifestyle. One hundred<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Real Her<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>People around you should really have nothing to say. Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done it your way. And the weekends here started it right. Even if you only get part of it right. . Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight. Dying to meet your girlfriends that you said you might bring. If they're the ones that tell you that you do the right thing. Houston girls love the way it goes down. . Atlanta girls love the way it goes down. Vegas girls love the way it goes down. But I gotta say, oh babe, oh babe, why is this so familiar. Just may already feel like I know the real her. . You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind. You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find. You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. . They keep telling me don't save you. If I ignore all that advice. Then something isn't right. Then who will I complain to. . But the weekends here started it right, even if I only get part of it right. Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight. You got your guards up, I do too, there's things we might discover. 'Cause you got a path and I do too, we're perfect for each other. . Houston girls love the way it goes down, Atlanta girls love the way it goes down. Vegas girls love the way it goes down. But I gotta say, oh babe, oh babe, why is this so familiar. Just may already feel like I know the real her. . You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind. You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find. You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. . 'Cause to her I'm just a rapper and soon she'll have met another. So if tonight's an accident, tomorrow we'll recover. And I know I'm not supposed to judge a book by its cover. I don't wanna be in the blind but sometimes I Stevie Wonder about her. . And she with it if I'm with it and I'm with it. I know what makes her smile but I won't know what makes her different. Or should I just be realistic, lipstick on the glass. See, I know this ain't your first but it's better than your last, Tunechi. . You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind. You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find. You must've done this before, this can't be your first time. . Shower her with dollar tips. Shorty went and bought a whip. Guarantee the city remember your whole name. You throw that hoe a scholarship. . All of them ain't all equipped. And this saddens me, I see the pecking order. Quote-unquote, bad bitches work the whole floor. Those that can laugh, that sit off in a corner. . Like a lab rat, nobody want her. Niggas that are married don't wanna go home. But we look up to them, they wish they were us. They want some new trim, we lust for some trust. . Now that both of us are color-blind. 'Cause the other side looks greener. Which leaves your turf in a Boise State. Can't see a play or the team. . 'Cause everybody has an addiction. Mine happens to be you. And those who says they don't. Souls will later on say to them, that ain't true. . All of them will have an opinion. But y'all know what y'all can do with them. But if you're unsure, I'll take you on tour. To a place you can stick that in. . Well, sitting here sad as hell. Listening to Adele, I feel ya, baby. 'Someone Like You', more like someone unlike you. Or something that's familiar maybe. . And I can tell that she wants a baby. And I can yell, girl, that you're crazy. Aw, what the hell, nope, can't be lazy. Please be careful, bitches got the rabies<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Hyfr<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Ah, all my exes live in Texas. Like I'm George Strait. Or they go to Georgia State. Where tuition is handled. . By some random nigga that live in Atlanta. That she only see when she feels obligated. Admitted it to me the first time we dated. But she was no angel and we never waited. . I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck. So we took it to go, told them don't even plate it. And we never talk too much after I blew up. Just only 'hello' or 'happy belated'. . And I think I text her and told her I made it. And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it. And that's when I text her and told her I love it. And right after textin' and told her I'm faded. . She asked what have I learned since gettin' richer. I learned workin' with the negatives could make for better pictures. I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture. Even though it's fucked up, girl, I'm still fuckin' wit' you. . Damn, is it the fall. Time for me to revisit the past, there's women to call. There's albums to drop, there's liquor involved. There's stories to tell, we been through it all. . Yeah, interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my dressin' room, confusin' me with questions like. . Do you love this shit, are you high right now. Do you ever get nervous, are you single. I heard you fucked your girl, is it true, you gettin' money. You think them niggas you with is with you. . And I say, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright. And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright. . Uh, so much for being optimistic. They say love is in the air. So I hold my breath 'til my face turn purple. Keep a few bad bitches in my circle. . My nuts hang like ain't no curfew. Bitch if you wave, then I will surf you. I flew jet, she flew commercial. But we still met, later that night. . After my session, she came over, I was aggressive and she was sober. I gave her pills, she started confessin' and started undressin'. And ask me to hold her and so I did but that was last month. And now she's textin' me, askin' for closure. . Damn, she say this shit gon' catch up to me, I keep tissue paper. We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table. She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average. Shit, sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn't married. . Promises, I hope I never break 'em. Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation. But interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my bedroom, confusin' me with questions like. . Do you love this shit, are you high right now. Do you ever get nervous, are you single. I heard you fucked your girl, is it true, you gettin' money. You think them niggas you with is with you. . And I say, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright. And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, damn right, alright, uh. . And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright. And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah. Fuckin' right, damn right, alright, oh yeah. . Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah. Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Hate Sleeping Alone<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. She said kiss me like you miss me, f-ck me like you hate me. And when you're f-cking someone else just f-ck her like she aint me. Damn, those words are scary, those words are scary virgin mary. I just tell her to spare me. I was in love 2 years ago and gave the baggage to my ex. It's all for her to carry, bags she deserve to carry. I hate that hoe, I make it so hard just to talk, don't I?. I get on topic don't I? I get it poppin' don't I?. I'll end up stopping won't I? and by the time I end up stopping. You'll be rocking one of the rings that you pointed out while shopping with a. Nigga don't lie. She's losing it right now, cause if I wasn't who I am, she woulda been. Moving in by now. But instead we're moving slow, I guess she's used to it by now. And she gives me all her trust and I'm abusing it right now. But this money coming in is just confusing shit right now. You just told me I ain't shit and I guess I'm proving it right now. . . I say I'd rather be with you but you are not around. So I'mma call somebody up and see if they be down. Cause I hate sleeping alone, I hate sleeping alone. Half the time we don't end up f-cking, I don't ask her for nothing. You leave me in the morning, I don't see her for months. But I just hate sleeping alone, I hate sleeping alone. So she's here and we're both so gone. . . Hotel to hotel, girl I could use your company. Full name and birthday, I book a flight and you come to me. But she don't want a weekend, she wants all of me or none of me. If she can't work with all of me then she say she done with me. You say that you over me you always end up under me. You know how it goes, don't be crazy, don't play dumb with me. Don't start with yo shit, I put you back in yo place. She tells me "I bet you won't, you won't say that to my face". And hang up yeah, how dare you tell me it's tougher for you. Like I don't hear about the niggas you f-cking with, too. And whoever I be with, they got nothing on you. That's just something to do when there's nothing to do. Yeah, but she's losing it right now. She has choices she should make I think she's choosing it right now. One more chance to make it right, I think I'm using it right now. You just said I never learn I guess I'm proving it right now. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Resistance<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Yesterday when we were getting high. You were invited, you woulda liked it. Uh, uh, nah, I know you all too well. . We said that we can kiss the past goodbye. But your weren't excited, there's no way to fight it. You can stay but shawty, here I go. . Should I spend the weekend in Vegas?. I'm living inside the moment, not taking pictures to save it. I mean how could I forget, my memories never faded. I can't relate to these haters, my enemies never made it. . I am still here with who I started with. The game needed life, I put my heart in it. I blew myself up, I'm on some martyr shit. Carried the weight for my city like a cargo ship. . I'm 23 with a money tree. Growing more too, I just planted a 100 seeds. It's ironic 'cause my mother was a florist. And that's how she met my pops and now my garden is enormous. . It's happening Penny Lane, just like you said. I avoided the Coke game and went with Sprite instead. That's word to the millions that they putting up. I'm trying to do better than good enough. . What am I afraid of?. This is supposed to be what dreams are made of. The people I don't have time to hang with. Always look at me and say the same shit, they say. . You promised me you would never change. Oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh. You promised me you would never change. Oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh. . Am I wrong for making light of my situation?. Clap on, when 40 got something for me to snap on. Now that I'm on, I don't wanna worry about getting back on. I'm just trying to stay on, get my fucking buffett on. . I heard they just moved my grandmother to a nursing home. And I'll be acting like I don't know how to work a phone. But hit redial you'll see that I just called some chick I met at the mall. That I barely know at all and. . Plus this woman that I mess with unprotected. Text us, saying she wish she woulda kept it. The one that I'm laying next to just looked over and read it. Man, I couldn't tell you where the fuck my head is. I'm holding on by a thread. . It's like I'm high right now, the guy right now. And you can tell by looking in my eyes right now. That nothing really comes as a surprise right now. 'Cause we having the time of our lives right now. . What am I afraid of?. This is supposed to be what dreams are made of. The people I don't have time to hang with. Always look at me and say the same shit, they say. . You promised me you would never change. Oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh. You promised me you would never change. Oh, huh, huh, oh, huh, huh. . I live by some advice this girl, Lisa told me. The other day Lisa told me that she missed the old me. Which made me question when I went missing. And when I start treating my friends different. . Maybe it was the fast pace switch up. Or the 2 guns in my face during the stick up. Maybe 'cause the girl I thought I trusted. Was who set the whole shit up. But a fact I haven't seen 'em since they locked big rich up. . I know, the same time, I'm quick to forget. 'Bout to roll me a blunt with my list of regrets. Burn it all, burn it all, I'm starting it fresh. 'Cause half the time I got it right I probably guessed. . Did I just trade free time for camera time?. Will I blow all of this money? Baby, hammer time. Yeah, I just need some closure, ain't no turning back for me. I'm in it till it's over<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: On My Way<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Drake:. The clock that you've been watching has been stopping. He makes you wait . If you just give tonight to me, I promise. My hands will say ,they'll say. Less than a minute, Take your clothes off. We about to start no false alarm. Cause even though the traffic downtown don't show no mercy Ohhh,. Think about the last time i came through . I had something more than a gift for you. And I ain't only f*ck you like that on your birthday. . Hook:. Baby I just landed . Bout to get my bags and. All I need's an address and i'm on my way. Don't fall asleep. Yes i see you calling me. Promise its worth waiting for. Cause i'm on my way. . James Fauntleroy:. Wont hurt its just some turbulence were dropping. Don't be a afraid Ohhh . If you fall right here in love with me in my bed. Ill keep you safe,So safe. . Drake:. Less than a minute, Take your clothes off. We about to start no false alarm. Cause even though the traffic downtown don't show no mercy Ohhh,. Think about the last time i came through . I had something more than a gift for you. And I ain't only f*ck you like that on your birthday. . Hook:. Baby I just landed . Bout to get my bags and. All I need's an address and i'm on my way. Don't fall asleep. Yes i see you calling me. Promise its worth waiting for. Cause i'm on my way. . James Fauntleroy:. OOOOOoooo I'm on my way <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Brand New<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>This here is on some truthful shit. It seems like everything I do you're used to it. And I hate hearing stories 'bout who you've been with. That's when I gotta hide, what I'm feeling inside. . So you still think I'm confident and damn. Is this gonna last? You're up on a pedestal. Are we moving too fast?. Feel like I'm in crazy competition with the past. That's why I gotta ask. . Is anything I'm doing brand new. Brand new, brand new. Is anything I'm doing brand new. Brand new, brand new, brand new, oh. . This here is something personal. Highly doubt this feeling is reversible. Knowledge is pain and that is why it hurts to know. That you attempt to hide and put mistakes aside. . So I don't ever question you and damn. I can't even find the perfect brush. So I can paint what's going through my mind. Racing against myself but I'm a couple steps behind. That's why I gotta ask. . Is anything I'm doing brand new. Brand new, brand new. Is anything I'm doing brand new. Brand new, brand new, brand new, oh. . Is anything I'm doing brand new. No, no, no, no, no. Is everything I'm doing too late. Late, late, late, late. . Did he take off your clothes off just like this. Did he give you loving just like this. Did you spend the night in his bed on the very first date. Tell me, baby, am I too late. . Is anything I'm doing brand new. Brand new, brand new. Show me if this is brand new. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: New Shit<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Check!. They ask me about this rapper chick I might know. I say I never hit it but we sure to try it right though. my verses smother pizza and they are in need of some lipo. as for rappers, she is not my type, she’s like a typo. flow is universal, take a blood test, I’m type O. Nottz do me a favor, turn the volume up, it’s quite low. alright so, I might blow, my chain ?. see life is a scrimmager I am running the ice so. what is about to unfold, don’t tell ‘er like a dice throw. meet a lot of chicks so your girl is someone I might know. its only if she’s nice though, I ain’t about the wife though. and let know, Uncle Ben’s rice throw, that is just how my life go. . and move faster than the leopard sprint. around the world, got a lot of spots like leopard print. I used to think you play too much. but I’d rather go deaf than lose touch. holla at me baby. . . look,. been a minute, I know my number outta service. cuz sometimes I don’t really wanna be reached. damn now things change in a year. tell me how everything go. and I know someone told me you wanted to teach. lemme give you my . now lemme give you my . then call me anytime, I’ll bet you I’ll be around, ’round. . . since you came into college, hill is somethin you still tebow. then you switched the vibe and listened to Il Divo. or maybe DMP, A Tribe Called Quest. but when you call too much then I call less. you would always complain about my small texts. but what you call conversation I call stress. and that put a barrier between both of our carriers. and I would be like “I ain’t getting service in your area”. you be like “n-gga get your balls up”. I just string you along like I was tuning guitars up. I know that I was wrong. I think that this is fate. you took out those extensions and lost you a lil weight. your booty lookin bigger and I think that sh-t is great. a fresh start is in order, lemme take you on a date. take you on a date, I used to think you used to play too much. but I’d rather go deaf than lose touch. holla at me baby! . . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Make Me Proud<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I like a woman with a future and a past. A little attitude problem all good, it'll make the shit last. Don't make it too easy girl, don't take it too fast. Yeah, that's it, right there, that's it, do it just like that. . Only you could do it just like that and I love it when your hair's still wet. 'Cause you just took a shower. Runnin' on the treadmill and only eatin' salad. Sound so smart like you graduated college. . Like you went to Yale but you probably went to Howard knowin' you. Weekend in Miami tryin' to study by the pool. Couple things due but you always get it done. Mighta been a time when I loved her too. . But you take that away and you always been the one, one. I wonder why the moon looks nice girl. Maybe it's just right for the night used to niggas comin' on too strong girl. They want you in they life as a wife. . That's why you wanna have no sex, why you wanna protest. Why you wanna fight for your right. 'Cause you don't love them boys. Pussy run e'rything, fuck that noise. . I know things get hard but girl you got it. Girl you got it, there you go. Can't you tell by how they lookin' at you. Everywhere you go?. . Wonderin' what's on yo' mind. It must be hard to be that fine. When all these mothafuckers wanna waste yo' time. It's just amazin' girl. . And all I can say is. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. . Everything's addin' up. You've been through hell and back. That's why you're bad as fuck. And you. . Bet, bet, bet, bet, bet I am. All of them bitches I'm badder than. Mansions in Malibu, babblin'. But I never mention everything I dabble in. . And I always ride slow when I'm straddlin'. And my shit's so wet you gotta paddle in. Gotta r-r-row, gotta row your boat. It's Pink Friday Records and O.V.O.. . Done did the pop tour, I'm the realest still. The best legal team so the deals is ill. It's Mac, OPI and a fragrance too. Apparel, I'm dominatin' every avenue. . Cobblestone, good view, lil' gravel too. Gotta pay for the entourage travel too. 'Cause I fl-fl-fly, I'm flyin' high. Ain't got time to talk, just hi and bye, bitch. . And baby, if you ask me to take a break. I'll give it all away, don't care what the people say. Be a million, billion. Trillion miles away, oh. . He, he, he, he, he asked my sign, I said a Sag'. I'm a star, sheriff badge. What's the point if I'm guarded?. Double D up hoes, Dolly Parton. . I know things get hard but girl you got it. Girl you got it, there you go. Can't you tell by how they lookin' at you. Everywhere you go?. . Wonderin' what's on yo' mind. It must be hard to be that fine. When all these muh'fuckers wanna waste yo' time. It's just amazin' girl. . And all I can say is. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. . That's why you're bad as fuck. And you know you are. . And all I can say is. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. And all I can say is. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so. . I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so. I'm so proud of you. . Everything's addin' up. You've been through hell and back. That's why you're bad as fuck. And you know you are<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Drake Speaks <|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>We do not have the lyrics for Drake Speaks yet.<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Unstoppable<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>My name is Drizzy and I ain't perfect. But I work hard so I deserve it. And I belong right where you see me. Ain't on the fence about it, I ain't Mister Fenny, na. . I got a descent set of manners. And a job that fills up any empty schedule or planner. And I fall in love with girl caught up and superficial glamor. Who dress like Sara Jessica and live like princess Diana. . So often they have addiction and I'm the one who will feed it. But truly you bad enough that you don't really even need it. You could show up at the party on dirty public transit. And I guarantee the camera man will still be snapping candids. . Of you and your possie partying, drinking what you get handed. With your virgin island tans, all looking like you just landed. I don't really understand it, I'm not sure I'm comprehending. But these girls are having fun. With whoever's money they spending, screaming. . I got to be unstoppable. I got to be unstoppable. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. . I got to be unstoppable. I got to be unstoppable. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. . My name is Whezzy, I'm almost perfect. And I work harder than hard working. Bizarre circus, that's what my bars surface, therefore I act the clown. Even when I laying on my back I'm never backing down. . So over stand me, I got a condo in Miami. And my door mat is always sandy and I run Louisiana. But I've never pulled a hemi and I got a condo in Atlanta. And I always wear a bandany. . And when it come down to stunning you boys are just fronting. And I swaging for the fence. Your girl hanging from my dick. Your girl singing to my shit like, "A li, li, lollipop". . She say I get that pussy wetter than a designer shop. And she say I pick that pussy better than her gynecologist. Hold this, text me whenever you want some more dick, more dick. Old bitch, young bitch but I be like, damn, all I got is one dick. . I got to be unstoppable. I got to be unstoppable. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. . I got the talk, the beats and bass. Give me one I'll take it, make you lose your place. Tell me I-I-I can play so I speed up the pace. I break it, break it, you can't stop me in this ra-race. . I got to be unstoppable. I got to be unstoppable. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. . I got to be unstoppable. I got to be unstoppable. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like. Ay, ay, ay, you don't like<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: 9 AM In Dallas<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>These are my 1 St. Thomas flows, me, my niggas, and some Madonna ho's. That look just like virgins but trust they down to go, yeah. Discussin' life and all our common goals. Smart kids that smoke weed, honor roll. . Look how the champagne diamonds flow. Fine dining, pour another glass when the wine is low. . I'm in the crib stackin' money from here to the ceilin'. Whatever it is I got is clearly appealin'. These other rappers gettin' that inferior feelin'. I hope you feel it in your soul, spiritual healin'. . Take a look at yourself the mirror's revealin'. If you ain't got it you ain't got it, the theory is brilliant. . People ask how music is goin', I heard it pays. I just came off makin' two million in thirty days. Damn, I guess it does is what the message was. Sometimes I feel I be spendin' my money just because. . But Weezy I'm just out here reppin' us. 'Til I get to shake the hand of the man that's blessing us. . Yeah, I know these niggas miss the mean lyrics. Kush got the room smellin' like teen spirit. I asked kindly if no one out here would bring their feet up. Until I lose, for now I'm the game's single leader. . I fly private so no one tells me to bring my seat up. And book a suite where me and your favorite singer meet up. . Who you like, tell me who it is. I'mma make sure that that woman is the next one on my list. I should call it a night, but fuck it, I can't resist. This one is for all the niggas from my city tryin' to diss. . Without a response from me you really fail to exist. And I love to see you fail that feelin' there is the shit. . I swear, ah, pussy nigga get your bread up. Enjoy the seat that the stewardess just forced yo' ass to let up. Why yo' scary ass lookin' down? Pick ya head up. No one told you your disguise is the most ridiculous get-up. . With nose plugs in now, I can smell a setup. So you're just wastin' your time, you only makin' me better. . Yeah, I try to tell 'em don't judge me because you heard stuff. Chasin' cash, that's my brother from the surf club. Damn, that nigga always kept it so hood. Back when we would smoke good at the Oakwoods. . And have girls fall through like coins in a couch. Now we just fuckin' all the bitches they warned us about. . Scared for the first time everything just clicked. What if I don't really do the numbers they predict?. Considerin' the fact that I'm the one that they just picked. To write a chapter in history, this shit has got me sick. . But if I really do it don't expect to get a split. 'Cause this truly is some shit I don't expect for you all to get. . I'm nervous but I'mma kill it 'cause they about to let the realest team in. Throwin' up in the huddle nigga, Willie Beamen. But still throwin' touchdown passes. In tortoise frame glasses hopin' that someone catch it. . People say that old Drake, we started to miss it. But they need to be a little more specific. . Man is this what y'all want?. In my best Chris Tucker impression. Duckin' your questions, fuck your suggestions. Money gets all of my love and affection. . Cars, all black like the cover of Essence. I'm allergic to comin' in second, but I never sneeze, Y.M.O.E. nigga, yeah. . Uh, uh, yeah, that's what y'all want?. October's Very Own, Young Money, ATF. Thank Me Later in this bitch, what's up?. Free Weezy in this bitch, what's up?. June 15th in this bitch what's up?. Noel, that's it<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Sooner Than Later<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I forgot to call to you on your birthday. You swear you're the last thing on my mind, yeah. There is nothing I can do to fix it. All you ever asked me for was time. . When the lights don't glow the same way that they use to. And I finally get a moment to myself. I will realize you were everything I'm missing. And you tell me you're in love with someone else. . So can you do me a favor if I pull it together. Make it sooner than later, we won't be here forever. And I realize I waited to know. But please don't move on. . You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else. . You just changed your hair and it looks perfect. Wish I was the first to let you know. Every chance I get to make it better. I just find a way to let it go. . When the lights don't glow the same way that they use to. And I finally get a moment to myself. I will realize you were everything I'm missing. And you tell me you're in love with someone else. . So can you do me a favor if I pull it together. Make it sooner than later, we won't be here forever. And I realize I waited to know. But please don't move on. . You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else. . The girl or the world, you see someone gotta lose. I thought I could have it all, do I really gotta choose. What good is all the cash if it doesn't buy time. And what good is bein' famous if I'm never on your mind. . Nights fallen, light glowing. And I'm just tryna pay the price owing. And I don't wanna feel the comfort from my ice showing. And I ain't tryna be without you at the right moments. . Nigga, nice goin', is it worth it, that decision. 'Cause hearts break and I ain't tryna be in that collision. So I'ma dust my shirt and fix my pants. 'Cause I better look good, girl, if this my chance, I swear. . So can you do me a favor if I pull it together. Make it sooner than later we won't be here forever. And I realize I waited to know. But please don't move on. . You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else. You don't need no one else, oh. You don't need no one else<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Headlines (Single)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. I might be too strung out on compliments. Overdosed on confidence. Started not to give a f-ck and stop fearing the consequence. Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments. Faded way too long I’m floating in and out of consciousness. And they sayin’ I’m back, I’d agree with that. I just take my time with all this shit, I still believe in that. I had someone tell me I fell off, ohh I needed that. And they wanna see me pick back up, well where’d I leave it at. I know I exaggerated things, now I got it like that. Tuck my napkin in my shirt, cause I’m just mobbin’ like that. You know good and well that you don’t want a problem like that. You gone make someone around me catch a body like that. No don’t do it, please don’t do it, cause one of us goes in. And we all go through it. And Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gone pay it. Those my brothers. . . I ain’t even gotta say it. That’s just something they know. They know, they know, they know. They know, they know, they know. They know, they know, they know. Yeah they know yeah. That the real is on the rise. F-ck them other guys. I even gave them a chance to decide. Now its something they know. They know, they know, they know. . Yeah I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind.. Then she wanna ask when it got so empty. Tell her I apologize it happened over time. . . She says they missed the old drake, girl don’t tempt me. If they don’t get it, they’ll be over you. That new shit that you got is overdue. You better do what you suppose to do. I’m like why I gotta be all that but still I can’t deny the fact that it’s true. Listen to you expressing all them feelings. Soap opera rappers all these niggas sound like all my children. And that’s who you thinking is ’bout to come and make a killing. I guess it really is just me, myself and all my millions.. You know they aint even got it like that.. You gone hype me up and make me catch a body like that. Cause I live for this it isn’t just a hobby like that.. When they get my shit and play it. . . I ain’t even gotta say it. They know, they know, they know. They know, they know, they know. They know, they know, they know. Yeah they know yeah. That the real is on the rise. F-ck them other guys. I even gave them a chance to decide. Now its something they know. They know, they know, they know. . I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind . Tell em’ I apologize it happened over time <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Calm<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I'm just so far gone, October's own. Please leave me alone. Drunk off champagne, screaming in the phone. See my house is not a home, fuck is going on. . Where did we go wrong? Where do we belong?. Caught up in the game and it's one I can't postpone. Meaning if it rains I'm the one it's raining on. With my diamond chain's on still nothing setting stone. . Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne. And tell me don't forget them and I promise that I won't. Feeling so distant from everyone I've known. To make everybody happy I think I would need a clone. . Places we get flown, parties that we've thrown. I done more for this city than these rappers that have blown. It's only been three years, look at how I've grown. I'm just in my zone, I call this shit the calm. . Yeah, but I'm the furthest thing from calm. Dedicated to my mom and I swear my word is bond. Everything will be okay and it won't even take that long. You can see it in my face even read it on my palm. . Leader of the new school, it's proven and it's known. I'm sittin' in a chair but in the future it's a throne. I know you like to worry, it'd be better if you don't. 'Cause. . You know everything gon' be all right, I promise. I apologize to you now, put y'all in this position . 40 Mama always say don't ask permission. Just ask forgiveness you know so uh, forgive me, yeah, yeah. . And life is so insane. Look what I became, tryna make a name. All my first dates are interrupted by my fame. Because every picture taken is a vantage you can gain. . They love it when you smile. Unaware that it's a strain. It's a curse you gotta live with. When you're born to entertain. . Women need attention therefore women will complain. Develop hatred for men and say you're the one to blame. Tryna enjoy myself with Terrence in Miami at the game. I just wish he knew how much it really weighed like Dwayne. . It's a weight that's on my chest who ever spottin' me is playin'. So I'm liftin' all alone, trynin' not to get a sprain. Hopin' Western Junior doin' currency exchange. 'Cause my dad called, it got me feeling guilty and ashamed. . Like I had a Rolls and I went and got a range. And he payin' for his cigarettes. With some dollars and some change, damn. . And I can only feel his pain. 'Cause in Memphis, Tennessee there is only so much to attain. So I'm fillin' out the form at the counter once again. He say he love me, I just hope he doesn't say that shit in vain. . I'm why your girls heart is in a slain call me Heartbreak Drake. I'm the hardest one to tame, as a man. I'm just honest as an artist, I'm a king. With my own set of problems that be sittin' on my brain. . Yeah, and see this is the thang. What they viewin' as braggin' is the way that I maintain. The shit I write while starin' out the window of a plane. Is the single handed reason I remain me, yeah. . I said I call this shit the calm. But I'm the furthest thing from calm. That's why I'm putting on but they always wanna ask. What type of act you putting on, like damn<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Over (Remix) [feat. Trey Songz]<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. When I first heard this shit *. I told Drake it shoulda been called, over for these other niggas. Yeahhh, . . . I know way too many people here right now that I didn't know last year. Who the f-ck are y'all. I swear it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back. But I just can't remember it all. What am I doing, what am I doing. . . Oh yeah that's right I'm doin' amazin'. I'm fucking amazin'. I'm gettin' mine right now man. You niggas had a run but it's over, said it's over. I tried to tell ya. . . Alright, bottles on me. Long as I'm a drink it. Never drop the ball, f-ck y'all thinking. Making sure the young money ship is never sinking. Bout to set it off in this b-tch Jada Pinkett. I shouldn't have drove, tell me how I'm getting home. You too fine to be laying down in bed alone. I can teach you how to speak my language Rosetta stone. I swear this life is like the sweetest thing I've ever known. Bout to go thriller Mike Jackson on these n-ggas. All I need is a f-cking red jackets with some zippers. Super good smito a package of the swishas. I did it over night, it couldn't happen any quicker. Y'all know them, well f-ck it me either. But point the biggest skeptic out I'll make them a believer. It wouldn't be the first time I've done it throwing hundreds. When I should be throwing ones b-tch I run it ahh,. . . Ay, father I'm at awe, of everything you give to me. Praying negativity will never ever live in me. Ain't nobody wrote mine, ain't nobody co-signed. 'member hanging clothes on my Aunt Felicia clothes line. 'member telling hoes I'm a blow cause of my dope rhyme. Coulda never told I'd be singing when it's showtime. Solar eclipse back when son got no shine. 5 years later I arrive, no time. I been nuts, it's just nobody rode mine. Got my own lane now, shit the whole road's mine. I feel HOV at his best, blueprint. I'm heel-toes at they neck, shoe print. Peep the way I kick it, like a sneaker to the beat. R.I.P. like the Reaper took the beat. Instrumental killer, desert eagle to the beat. See, I'm stronger than the strongest so the weak will never eat . . . I know way too many people mad right now. 'Cause I made a lot of cash here. Get up off my balls. I swear feels like the past few years. I done pass my peers but I just can't remember 'em all. What am I doin', what I am doin'. . . . . Uhhh,. One thing bout music when it hits you feel no pain. And I swear I got this sh-t that makes these b-tches go insane. So they tell me that they love me I know better than that it's just game. It's just what comes from fame. And I'm ready for that I'm just saying but. I really can't complain, everything is kosher. Two thumbs up, even Anne Roper. I really can't see the end getting any closer. But I'll probably still be the man when everything is over. So I'm riding through the city with my high beams on. Can you see me can you see me get your visine on. Y'all just do not fit the picture. Turn your widescreen on. If you thinking I'm a quit before I die dream on. Man they treat me like a legend. Am I really this cold. I'm really too young to be feeling this old. It's about time you admit it who you kidding man. Nobody's ever done it like I did it. Ahh. . . Aye. Mother fuck the world, my mother fucked my daddy. Then my mother fuckin had me, now I'm popping like some acne. Mother fuck my daddy, guess I'm still mad we. Never had a real talk about it, it's my life so who the fuck were you to walk up out it. And I be trying hard to forget about it, still I 'member everything about it. Excuse my emotional discharge, I'm blossoming often. I wanna call but get pissed off. As I oppose the top, I'm only getting lonelier. Everything that was real is only seeming phonier. Tryna see how many mill I can pony up. Find somebody grown to fuck, lemme call Toni up . They used to go, whose he? that's word to moo me. Paper on these books, no looseleaf, truly. If the throne's behind the door, u see I'm at it like a new reef. Watch back, pardon 'scuse me. . . I know way too many people here right now that I didn't know last year. Who the f-ck are y'all. I swear it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back. But I just can't remember it all. What am I doing, what am I doing. Oh yeah that's right, I'm doing me, I'm doing me. I'm living life right now man. And this what I'm do til it's over. Til it's over, but it's far from over<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: The Motto (Single)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?. Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya. Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch. Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura. Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too. Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do. Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne. Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed. How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?. Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh. I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself. Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay. Getting paid well holla whenever that stop. My team good, we don’t really need a mascot. Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”. YMCMB you niggas more YMCA. Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo. Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbs, shout to Gibo. We got Santa Margarita by the liter. She know even if im fuckin with her, I don’t really need her. Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?. That’s really how you feel?. Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill. I mean maybe she won’t. Then again maybe she will. I can almost guarantee she know the deal,. Real nigga what's up?. . . Now she want a photo. You already know though. You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO. We bout it every day, every day, every day. Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play. Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say. Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way. Real nigga what's up?. . . One, time fuck one time. I’m calling niggas out like the umpire. Seven, grams in the blunt. Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt. It’s Eastside, we in this bitch. Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch. And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch. That’s my MO add a B to that shit. I’m fucked up, torn down. I’m twisted: door knob. Talk stupid, off with your head!. Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!. I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun. Energizer bunny. Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar. Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers. I tongue kiss her other tongue. Skeet skeet skeet: water gun. Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi. . . Now she want a photo. You already know though. You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO. We bout it every day, every day, every day. Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play. Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say. Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way. Real nigga what's up what's up what's up<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Light Up (Rikers Remix) [feat. Jay-Z, Lil Wayne]<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. I've been up for 4 days*. Getting money both ways. Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades. Rolex's, chauffeurs, and low fades. I keep thinking how young can you die from old age. The always tell me no one is working as hard as you. And even though I laugh it off man its probably true. Cuz while all of my closest friends out partying. I'm just here making all the music that they party too. But party on, party on, all night nigga. I got these new rappers nervous prom night nigga. I grow tired of these fucking grown man liars. Story tellers, they aint even need a camp fire. Uhh, but I just wanna tell the truth. Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot. This sh-t feel like when fredro star was a sunset park stunting hard in his yellow goose. Ya, and I'ma motherfucking missed target. But a target none the less, and I just started. Was that directed at Moi?. Cant be, they must be talking to themselves Hov, hands free. Yeah, and I'm just filling up this daily planner. Getting busy cuz I'm a star, no spangled banner. Jealous dudes get to talking in their music. And I just say I wrote it for yo girlfriends Kelsey Grammar. Yah, that's what life becomes when you doing you. Welcome to Hollywood don't let this town ruin you. And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you. Just know that she gon tell another nigga when she through with you. Don't get impatient when it takes to long. And drink it all even when it taste too strong yeah. I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me. Promise to always give you me, the real me. . . Who would have thought. I'd be caught in this life?. Let's celebrate with a toast. And get lost in tonight. And make it all light up. ,. Wait until the sun goes down. We gon' make this bitch light up. Even when the sun goes down. I'm gon' make this go. . . OWWWWWWW, Hov turning heads like OWLSSSSS. Im the man of the hour. Triple entendre don't even ask me how. Con-Edison Flo I'm connected to a high power. Bright lights will make your whole city light up. A trillion watt light bulb when I'm in the night club. I just landed in that G-450, caught the mayweather fight cuz his satellite was crispy. Uhh, yall can miss me with the money talk. The smart moneys on Hov, f-ck what the dummys talk. I don't do to much blogging, I just run the town, I don't do to much jogging. I aint gotta scar yet, you fucking round with me and my dogs is far fetched. Drake, heres how they gon come at you. With silly rap feuds trying to distract you. In disguise in the form of a favor. The Barzini meeting, watch for the traitors. Uhh, and I've seen it all done it all. That's why none of these dum dums could done him off. The summers ours, the winter too. Top down in the winter, that's what winners do. And to these niggas I'm like windows 7. You let em tell it they swear that they invented you. And since no good deed go unpunished. I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was. I once was, cool as the fonz was,. But these bright lights turned me to a monster. Sorry mama I'm promised they wouldn't change me,. But I woulda went insane, had I remain the same ME. Fuck niggas, bitches too. All I got is this money, this will do. . . Who would have thought. I'd be caught in this life?. Let's celebrate with a toast. And get lost in tonight. And make it all light up. ,. Wait until the sun goes down. We gon' make this bitch light up. Even when the sun goes down. I'm gon' make this go. . . Hate is temporary love is necessary. I went from eatin pussy to eatin commissary. Damn I am? the sickest I need therapy. You can buy the answers but you cant afford to question me. First off I dont need you second guessin me. Jail is like third base I'm comin? home eventually. Still got shooters like hot tubs. Mayne I'm anemic still got bloods. I'm in my cell readin fan mail wish I was Amsterdam sippin amstel. Thinking bout all of that pussy I cant smell. Mayne they did me wrong I feel like nelson mandel ugh. I shine too hard and my lamp is shelved. But my name still ringin, alexander grahm bells. I know you? met damn cause you know damn well that I still got you open open like a clam shell. Yeahh still fly on my hawk shit, my conversation stinks cause I talk shit. Stay in your lane you on that double park shit. We eatin at the top get a spoon and a fork lift. I got raps wrapped up like a gift. And id be over if it was a spliff. ?I'm feelin like elvis jailhouse rock. I'm not tupac I'm the new pac. Behind bars but the bars dont stop. Recordin over the phone hope the call dont drop. Drizzy dot the ball I know the ball wont drop. And I pray none of my kids ever wanna be cops. Young money get em young money got em. The boss got his feet up vacation on a island. Yea and tell yah girl to send a kite up. Cuz even if you dont smoke muhfucka you gone have to light up. . . Nigga... nigga... nigga... nigga. Eh ha ha haaa. . Three uppa. Yeahehh. You need me to do it again or sumn or you got me mayne. . You got that alright bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet when I when I can expect to hear that mayne??<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Under Ground King<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water. Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape. Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harder. Can't even see straight, I can't even see straight. Oh, fuck with me, I buy the shots. Live a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot. But I'm the truth -- that's right, I fucking said it. The living proof that you don't gotta die to get to heaven. You girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit. How'd I know, how'd I know? That's me on some psychic shit. I can tell a lie if you ask me my where-abouts. But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about. Rap and bitches, rap and bitches bitches. And rappin', rappin' and bitches until all of it switches. I swear, it's been two years since somebody asked me who I was. I'm the greatest man, I said that before I knew I was. That's whats important and what happened before this. When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans. Singing "walking like a man, finger on the trigger. I got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, ah". With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves. I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve. That was back in the days, Acura days. I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my ways. . . People always ask how I got my nice things. Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king. I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told. Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately i've been on a roll. And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love it. Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it. Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it. Nigga, do it for the city, . . . Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance. Sometimes I need that stripper thats gon' tell me that she don't dance. Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good. Do me like the women from my town would. Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors. Talking all the good things, that's all I'm really good for. Memphis Tennessee no, see I start to go deep back. And Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack. And these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth. And they rockin' furs like it's snowing in the south. And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she like. So why am I in class if this is who I'm trying to be like. So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade. As soon I realize that turning papers in won't get me paid. If I don't nothing I'mma ball. I'm counting all day like a clock on the wall. Yeah I need that, making major changes to the life I'm living. I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decisions. That was back in the days, Acura days. I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my ways. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Make Me Proud (Single)<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|> . . . . I like a woman with a future and a past. A lil attitude problem all good, it'll make shit last. Don't make it too easy girl, don't take it too fast. Yeah, that's it right there, that's it, do it just like that. Only you can do it just like that. And I love it when your hair still wet cause you just took a shower. Running on a treadmill and only eating salad. Sound so smart like you graduated college. Like you went to Yale but you probably went to Howard. Knowing you, weekend in Miami tryna study by the pool. Couple things due but you always get it done. Might have been a time when I loved her too. But you take that away and you'll always be the one. One, I wonder why the moon looks nice, girl. Maybe it's just right for the night. You said niggas coming on too strong girl. They want you in their life as a wife. That's why you wanna have no sex, why you wanna protest. Why you wana fight for your right. Cause you don't love them boys. Pussy run everything, fuck that noise. . . I know things get hard but girl you got it girl. You got it, there you go. Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go. Wondering what's on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine. When all these muthaf-ckas wanna waste your time. It's just amazing girl, and all I can say is. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you. . Everything's adding up, you've been through hell and back. That's why you're bad as fuck and you.... . . B-b-b-bet I am. All of them bitches I'm better then. Mansions in Malibu babblin. But I never mention everything I dabble in. And I always ride slow when I'm straddlin'. And my shit's so wet you gotta paddle in. Gotta ro-ro-row, gotta row ya boat. It's Pink Friday records and OVO. Done did the pop tour, I'm the realest deal. Best legal team so the deals is I'll. It's Mac, OPI and a fragrance too. Apparel, I'm dominating every avenue. Cobblestone, good view, lil gravel too. Gotta pay for the entourage travel too. Cause I'm fli-fli-fly, I'm flying high. Ain't got time to talk, just Hi and bye. . Baby you can ask me to take a break. I'll give it all away, don't care what the people say. I'll be a million, billion, trillion miles away. . He asked my sign, I said a Sag'. I'm a star, Sheriff badge,. What's the point? If I'm guardin'. Double D up hoes, Dolly Parton. . <|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Lust For Life<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>I'm tryin' do it all tonight, I got plans. I got a certain lust for life and as it stands. Everything is going as right as it can. They tryin' to shoot down my flight before it lands. Before it lands. . But you could miss me with all that. Diss me, then crawl back. I really wish y'all will fall back. But gettin' rich suppose to solve that. . And these days women make offers. And who the hell am I to say no, no, no?. My ex send late night text. 'Cause she don't know how to let go, go, go. . She in love. And as for them pretty light skinned models. Standin' in the cold, aw yeah, they with us. Let them girls in for a drink and I'm all in they ear. Saying she should be the one I see every time that I'm here. But when am I really even here?. . Black suburban with the tent on it. Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it. The game got these old hand prints on it. But I'ma be the one to pour cement on it. . Uh, and start over and show up in an Mars yellow tux. I don't really give a fuck and we only getting older. So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past. It's funny when you coming in first but you hope that you last. You just hope that it lasts. . Throw your ones up in the air. Throw your ones up in the air for her, oh, oh. Throw your ones up in the air. Throw your ones up<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Lord Knows<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>All we wanted was opportunity. Just blaze, Lord knows. . It's your worst nightmare, it's my first night here. And this girl right here, who knows what she knows?. So I'm goin' through her phone if she go to the bathroom. And her purse right there, I don't trust these hoes at all. . But that's just the result of me payin' attention. To all these women that think like men with the same intentions. Talkin' strippers and models that try to gain attention. Even a couple porn-stars that I'm ashamed to mention. . But Weezy and Stunna are my only role models. Heffer and Jordan are my only role models. That's why I walk around with all this gold on. And every time I run into these niggas they want no problems. . Bottom sixes and chains and some bracelets and rings. All of the little accents that make me a king. I never hear the disses they try and point out to me. But it's whatever if somebody wanna make it a thing. . I'm more concerned what niggas thinkin' about Christmas in August. Do anythin' to buy gifts for they daughters. Get some shake-a-brick in the press. And chef it like Mrs. Fields, they're makin' the cookie stretch. . I know it so well, I know the hustle so well. Stunt like I'm workin' overnighters right by the motel. Drug money, outfit record clean. Spend it all on me and my fuckin' team. . Matchin' Rollies for real, matchin' Rovers for real. Places they say they've been, we actually goin' for real. I'm really killin' shit, fuck all the jiggy rappin'. I'm goin' trigga happy just to see my niggas happy. . Mix tape legend, under ground kings. Lookin' for the right way to do the wrong things. With my new bitch that's livin' in Palm Springs. Young ass nigga, lifelong dreams. . They take the greats from the past and compare us. I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era. In a time where it's recreation to pull all your skeletons. Out the closet like Halloween decorations. . I know of all the things that I hear they be pokin' fun at. Never the flow though, they know I run that. Fuck you all, I claim that whenever. I change rap forever, the game back together, yup. . YM, I remain that forever. In the same place my brother Wayne that forever. I'm a descendent of either Marley or Hendrix. I haven't figured it out cause my story is far from finished. . I'm hearin' all of the jokes, I know that they tryin' to push me. I know that showin' emotion don't ever mean I'm a pussy. Know that I don't make music for niggas who don't get pussy. So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me. . Lord knows, lord knows, I'm heavy, I got my weight up. Roberson boost your rate up, it's time that somebody paid up. A lot of niggas came up off of a style that I made up. But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of. . Bought a white Ghost, now shit is gettin' spooky. Very, very scary like shit you see in the movies. In this bitch, all drinks on the house like Snoopy. That's why all the real soldiers salute me, trill nigga, for real. . Huh, you know I love this. YOLO, 'You Only Live Once'. I'm goin' so hard my nigga, I swear, homie. Every day is another opportunity to reach that goal. . I fell in love with the pen, started fuckin' in ink. The hustle's a art, I painted what I would think. Still allergic to broke, prescription straight to the paper. Destined for greatness but got a place in Jamaica. . Villa on the water with the wonderful views. Only fat nigga in the sauna with Jews. Went and got a yacht, I'm talkin' Carnival Cruise. And these niggas talkin' like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes. . It's the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar. Every bi-week, shit, I'm bound to buy a car. Murder-cedes Benz of that bubble double R. Headlights flickin', lookin' like a fallin' star. . Everyday them hammers bang, whippin' yay like Anna Mae. I run the game but the ladies think I'm runnin' game. Mink coats makin' women wanna fornicate. Rosay and Drake, I'm gettin' cake, nothin' short of great<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Fear<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Drake talking:. This is why i do this shit.. I think they call this, uhm, venting.. . Verse 1:. Yea. Look. Uhh.. . This is me.. Still the same.. They want the hits.. I play the game.. No auto tune, but you can feel the pain.. It all comes spilling out like i hit a vein.. Watt up lil bra.. Watt up slum ville.. I hope you know that y'all the reason i have fun still.. The fans thinking that we all signed for one meal.. Equal opportunities rapping, that shit is unreal.. That ain't how it works.. That ain't that how it goes.. And i been getting high to balance out the lows.. And i could use a writer to balance my flows.. But i never share my thoughts,. This is all a nigga knows.. And every time i try, it opens up my eyes.. These verses are a chance to be remembered and reprised.. And i would be performing just as long as i'm alive.. So every word i utter will be mine.. . Chorus:. . Don't believe the lies.. Look me in my eyes.. Please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. I remember you.. This feeling isn't new.. So please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. . Verse 2:. . I never cried when pac died.. But i probably will when hov does.. And if my tears hold value, then i would drop one for every single thing he showed us.. And i'll be standing in a puddle.. I stay away from niggas that could land me in some trouble.. And i'ma keep it honest.. I am so tired of being subtle.. It's just me, forty, o, and nich standing in a huddle.. Staring at the members of my team.. Who get questioned about they profit from this from million dollar scheme.. Just know that am in debt for you defending all our dreams.. I hope you tell your family this shit aint what it seems.. But y'all the reason for a lot of my devotion.. You know i spend money because spending time is hopeless.. And know i pop bottles cuz i bottle my emotions.. At least i put it all in the open.. . Chorus:. . Don't believe the lies.. Look me in my eyes.. Please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. I remember you.. This feeling isn't new.. So please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. Oh oh oh oh oh uhh.. . Verse 3:. Look.. Fuck all y'all.. We ignore feelins here.. Premature millionaires.. Welcome to my realest year.. Yeah.. I swear that we're making a killin here.. I should be on top of the world just chillen here.. Uh.. But it's funny having fans.. Who find you before anybody ever has the chance, and build you up so you could be the biggest in the game.. And realize when you ain't there, sometimes the shit don't feel the same.. Yeah.. And plus things are just so real at home. People think i've changed just as my appilla's grown. And now security follow me everywhere so i'm never actually am alone, i just always feel alone.. I think i'm scared of what the future holds.. I was wishing for some things and now am used to those.. Every girl i meet thinks i'm fucking groupie hoes.. The honesty of my music has left me too exposed.. All my old friends think i got a new crowd.. And people seem to notice every time i do smile.. I guess that mean they come few and far between.. Even though am living out what you would call the dream.. Yeah.. And my uncle aint even messaging me.. And him missing in my life is kind of messing with me.. I hope this isn't one of those forever things.. It's funny how money can change everything.. . Chorus:. Don't believe the lies.. Look me in my eyes.. Please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. I remember you.. This feeling isn't new.. So please don't be scared of me.. Please don't be scared of me.. Oh oh oh oh oh uhh.<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Uptown<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>Yeah. . Hardly home but always reppin'. You hardly on and always second. When I'm awake you always restin'. And when they call you the answer you are hardly question. . I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions. Other niggas situations they are all depressin'. That's why I never follow y'all suggestions. I just always did my own thing. . Now I run the game, you stupid mothasuckas. I see all this money through my Ohio state buck-eyes. Shit been goin' good but good could turn to better. 'Cause you the type to lose her and I'ma 'bout to get her. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell ya friends that I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. Best believe I understand. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell my city I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. You could run and tell my city it's on. . Yeah, wrong way down a one way. Women don't get saved round me, even on a Sunday. Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wondered who. Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, "Drake is just a younger you". . And shawty wanna party so don't let ya girl up out the house. Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth to mouth. Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her. I dropped to black cards, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther. . I don't ever play but I'm in the game, lady. They just loose to love, those are tennis games, lady. Have you countin' money goin' duffel bag crazy. Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady. . Damn, whose line is it anyway?. I'm in a daze, you been amazed. Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage. I'm on fire, yep, I been ablaze. . I got dough to blow but I wanna blow it right. You look nice and ya frame makes me wanna bowl a strike. Well, alright, yes, I might, know what fuck it, yes, I will. I am more that what you bargained for. Nothin' less than real, put it to ya like. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell ya friends that I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. Best believe I understand. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell my city I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. You could run and tell my city it's on. . Bun B, king of the trill also one of the dopest. Rep for the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes, I'm focused. The gangsta recognize me for my locc'ness. No joke, it's time to shake these haters off like the skin on a locust. . Or maybe like a py-thon, that's the type of shit I'm on. I wrote this on my i-phone so let me drop this i-bomb. I-palm the game like it's a spalding ball and take flight. From the free throw line and slam it down like I'm the great mike. . Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, Mayne, it's gon' be a great night. Look at all these posers bite, I swagger like a great white. Try to cross me over, I just fake left then I break right. Stupid animal tricks like David Lettermans late night. . This that major moment you been waitin' on too long. The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song. UGK and Young Money too strong. Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell ya friends that I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. Best believe I understand. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell my city I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. You could run and tell my city it's on. . I am the leather jacket, black glasses, all American bad boy. I own the swagger super market and you, you just a bag boy. 'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy. Hate and I will leave your chest the color my flag boy. . Suu-woo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch. And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my spoon bitch. I'm so uptown and muthafucka, if you ain't don't go uptown. . Yeah, and now I'm on that rock shit. But why they let me in, I'ma start shootin' in the most pit. Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?. Weezy in ya mouth, now Weezy what you talkin' 'bout?. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell ya friends that I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. Best believe I understand. . It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You could run and tell my city I'm on. I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on. You could run and tell my city it's on. . Yeah<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: I Am Toronto<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Toronto. Toronto!. . . I guess this is goodbye, goodnight and good luck. I'm sittin outside man I'm ridin' the truck. Bags packed packin' black and milds lightin' them up. I'm lookin down on these niggas while invitin' them up. I like to know the reasonin behind sub-liminals. Like who told them to mention me. I am elevated homie you are elementary. Tellin em you sellin dope and never sold a century sayin'. You get denied off your entry exam. You get one flow and your done for. Converse on one verse about you fraud niggas that shoot never and run first. And ask Juicy if I stay fly. On the cell phone and got a tint on the other end like an Eight-By. Six-two and they tell me you yay high. They can't but they try. Still get offended if I don't say "hi". To me it's kind of gay if I'm saying "hi" to like eight guys. So I just walk past them and keep it cool until the hate dies. I do nothing that would offend these cats. But I wish I had a spot I could send these cats. Like, "Here, sit on this island man and pin these raps". Bust these shots pretend you're trapped. Do whatever man. Long as you never find your way home I'm cool with it. I left you a shovel there, you know what to do with it. I never bust a gun I miss the CTV. Atleast I'm not mister dick-riding CTE. Rappers believe me. I'm cutting records with Jody Breeze. And that nigga would even admit that you're flowin cheesy. But slow your roll this ain't a diss song. This song. Will let you know I'm not the one to pick on. White with the yellow the over-easy I'm a swisson. Only got a couple girls that I'm willing to kiss on. With the rest I turn a charm they they cannot resist on. If they want to smoke then get their purple smoke and twist on. But I can't call it. Maybe you mad because you fellas looking celibate. Two things that you are though is jealous and irrelevant. And I'm official was officially true. Is calling names would only be beneficial to you. I just tire of you niggas y'all the Michellin crew. I know a response is something that you itching to do. And you. You're smaller to me than a thumbtack. Musics enjoyable I'm just trying to bring the fun back. But you making it hard with these dumb tracks. Your LL16s. Because I listen to them and I don't call it a comeback. It's more like a shame and digrace. Considering I'm the one you aim at this place. But you are the one I blame in this case. I doubt you'll experience much of that. Desire fame at this rate. Awkward ass singles. The lamest mixtapes. And this ones making you say you came to get Drake. Well I'm thinkin the hoods right for you. The sunshines on my career is goodnight for you. I'm thinkin the hoods right for you. The sunshines on my career is goodnight for you. Nigga<|eot_id|>

<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>Marv is an advanced ai ghostwriter that emulates musical and lyrical artists perfectly<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>Write me a song in the style of drake titled: Where Were You [feat. Colin Munroe]<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>. Took if from signing my own yearbook to booked for the year*. Got a condo and I couldn't even cook for you here. Took it from bs checks to T S sex. To people wondering if it's the phantom he gets next. Who knows, it's the rabbit it's buzzing for real here. The rapper everybody got a cousin he's feeling. And it's kinda ironic you fit with them. Cause they wasn't really around when it wasn't appealing. Now it's denim and diamonds an' perfume spraying. Four star rooms are the worst you stay in. with the rims to match). What girl that wasn't me who's verse you saying. Sh—t I would never tell you nothing like that. Them other n-ggas you spend on, cuff em like that. See the difference with me I don't forget the past. And you gave me nothing so I'm gonna give you nothing right back, like.... . . . Where were you when I.... . Would'a loved the person you trying to be now. It's funny I'm the dude you dying to see now. . Where were you when I.... . ... was past out, cash drought, assed out. I know you here now but. . Where were you when I was.... . . Young, dumb,. Looking in the mirror trying to figure out who I'm gonna be this year. It's funny you managed to be around for the present. All puns intended your funds are mended. If I take back the cheddar it's better for both us. No debts owed we can both let go. Before this I could never get a car from ya. Now all texts finish XOXO. But this ain't Hollywood squares to me. Sweetie I'm far from a Hollywood charity. And I bet when you talking to your friends. You messing with other dudes that you probably compare to me. But if it's not Drake and one of us wrong you forget my birthday and know none of my songs. You coulda told me before your heart wasn't in it, fine. But don't try to get a start at the finish line. Ah,. . <|eot_id|>

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