Prompt: Imagine a song expressing the desire to be the one someone loves and turns to during difficult times, with the ambition to take them to new heights and show them a world beyond their imagination, accompanied by the drive to burn and rise above challenges together.

Response:
I just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love
I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight
That I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky
I just wanna burn


Prompt: A rap artist is reflecting on their success in the music industry and the creative process that led to their new album, "Mastermind." They consider the hard work and dedication of their team, as well as the support of their fans, while pondering on deeper questions about the human experience.

Response:
Huh! Mastermind
As I get high in the middle of the night
Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?
Uhh, uhh, Mastermind, my 6th LP
Can't believe we did it
Man, I thank everybody that played a part of this
Shout out my engineer E-Mix
Each and every one of you supporters
My fans, 100


Prompt: Imagine a song about someone's obsession with Maybach Music, using the repetition of the word "May" to signify their love for it.

Response:
(May-May-May)
What is this? (May-May-May)
Maybach Music
I like this Maybach Music, hahahaha


Prompt: A man is reminiscing about a past relationship, acknowledging the girl's perfection, but recognizing his inability to handle her emotional pain. He also realizes his own mistakes and ongoing struggle with relationships.

Response:
She's just perfect in every kinda way
But I don't think I can handle her pain
So messed up and I'm too busy just runnin' my game
Oh, girl after girl, mistake after mistake


Prompt: A person is reflecting on past mistakes, specifically those related to relationships and intimacy, and the consequences of their actions. They acknowledge that they have been inconsistent and manipulative, leading to heartache and regret. They express regret and wish to make amends but recognize that an apology alone cannot undo the damage caused. The phrase "May-May" is used to represent a sense of repetition, signifying the cycle of bad behavior.

Response:
I tried to change, but they always around, pullin' me down in bed (May-May-May)
Gave you my word, but they were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sex (Yeah)
Yeah, I feel like shit, you know I ain't shit
Sorry won't turn back the clock (May-May)
Baby, I took advantage 'cause I knew you
Wouldn't believe it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh
But sorry don't make it right (May-May-May)


Prompt: Imagine a song where the artist claims to be highly sophisticated and effortlessly skilled, with the goal of encouraging others to follow their lead in mastering their craft.

Response:
This shit is highly sophisticated
I just make it look easy, nigga
Follow me


Prompt: A rapper reflects on their success, sophistication, and the challenges they've faced in their journey. They also mention their interactions with various people, their material possessions, and the experiences they've had with different women. The rapper also acknowledges the struggles of those in prison and expresses their support for them.

Response:
I'm so sophisticated
To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated
To get a purse from me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment
I'm from the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it
Even the black folk hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper 'cause the last one, got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mil so many times, I contemplate it
You wanna be the hottest but that shit get complicated
I pull your card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I'm telling you this shit amazing
Got a white bitch, she fucking me just like she Jamaican
Sipping purple and that motherfucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated


Prompt: Write a song that highlights the challenges and rewards of being part of an exclusive and successful group, while emphasizing the importance of loyalty and dedication to the cause.

Response:
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mark, then you gotta make initial payment
We going hard, run it back just like it's Walter Payton
The game sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Rugh!)
We so sophisticated (Ugh!)
Shit so sophisticated (Woo!)
Hundred millionaires, bitch we made it (Ugh!)


Prompt: A collaboration between Dr. Dre, DJ Khaled, Jay-Z, and Rick Ross for a hip-hop track celebrating classic beats and featured artists.

Response:
Geah
Classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay
Let's get 'em!


Prompt: A rapper reminiscing about their journey from the street life to success, describing their love for basketball, wealth, and material possessions, as well as their aspirations and loyalty to their friends and family.

Response:
I came a long way from the weed game
Twenty stack seats at the Heat game (Woo!)
And I'm still strapped with the heat man (Ugh!)
Can't be steppin' on a nigga feet man (Hah!)
80 pair of sneakers came from the D game
Cousin was a Crip, said it was a C thing
Brown bag money in a duffle bag
Fuck 'em all, wet 'em, then we gotta double back
The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, said he get it for his son tuition (Ugh!)
Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition
Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol (Woo!)
I only love it when her ass fat
We should listen to this track in my Maybach (Maybach Music)
I'm just tryin' to be a billionaire
Come and suck a dick for a millionaire (Ugh!)


Prompt: Imagine a song that pays homage to two notorious drug lords, Big Meech and Larry Hoover, while celebrating the ambition and success of real individuals who aim to thrive in their endeavors.

Response:
I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


Prompt: Write a song about a wealthy rapper who confidently claims to be a self-made success, affiliated with criminal figures from history, and enjoys the lavish lifestyle that comes with their status.

Response:
My Rolls Royce triple-black, I'm Geechee, ho
Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm Meechie, ho
Rozay—that's my nickname
Cocaine runnin' in my big veins
Self-made, you just affiliated
I build it ground-up, you bought it renovated
Talkin' plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated
Funny, you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetrating
Hold the bottles up, where my comrades?
Where the fuckin' felons? Where my dogs at?
(Ugh!) I got that Archie Bunker
And it's so white, I just might charge you double
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I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


Prompt: A rapper is responding to haters who are jealous of his success and flashy lifestyle. He references Big Meech and his Audemar Piguet watch, and emphasizes that he's a self-made individual who doesn't rely on others or crime to get ahead. He also shows support for both his broke and rich listeners.

Response:
These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy! (Boss)
Stunt so hard, make them come indict me (Ugh)
I think I'm Big Meech, look at my timepiece
It's an Audem-eer, hundred racks, at least
Look at yourself, now look at me (Me!)
You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be (Ha)
Look at it this way (Yeah), you niggas sideways (Sideways)
Always gettin' money, my nigga, crime pays (Crime pays)
So fuck a nigga (Fuck a nigga), I'm self-made (Self-made)
You a sucker nigga (Sucker nigga), I'm self-paid (Self-paid)
This for my broke niggas (Broke niggas), this for my rich niggas (Rich niggas)
Got a hundred on the head of a snitch nigga (Ugh)


Prompt: Write a song expressing the ambition and determination of two individuals, Big Meech and Larry Hoover, who are known for their work in the streets.

Response:
I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


Prompt: A song about someone who feels superior to their peers, trying to convince them to rise above their fears and limitations, while also acknowledging the harsh realities of life and the pain of not knowing when it will end.

Response:
You wanted to fuckin' walk around these roaches. These niggas is roaches. These niggas is mere motherfuckin' mortals. I'm tryna push you to supreme bein'. You don't wanna motherfuckin'... You don't wanna embrace your destiny, you wanna get by
You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark where it's lonely. You can't handle the motherfuckin', the pain of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna stop


Prompt: What kind of people do you want to associate with - those who lack culture and soul or those who choose to walk with God?

Response: You fuckin' wanna walk around with these niggas? What the fuck is their culture? Where the fuck is their souls at? What defines you? These niggas with these fuckin' silly looks on their faces. You wanna walk around with them or you wanna walk with God, nigga? Make up your goddamn mind


Prompt: Reflect on the obsession with material possessions and the importance of truth and authenticity.

Response: Fuck, y'all wanna talk about fuckin' jewelries and Bentley's and Hublot's and fuckin' art that niggas ain't got on their fuckin' walls and fuckin' mansions niggas ain't got. Niggas can't even pay the IRS, let alone their fuckin' staff, nigga. You gotta tell the truth, man. The truth'll set you free, son, the truth will set you free


Prompt: Reflecting on the sacrifices of military personnel who experience unusual circumstances, like seeing the sun at midnight, while acknowledging their bravery and the impact of their experiences on their lives.

Response:
This is for the soldiers that see the sun at midnight
You dig?
Let me slow down
It’s so Inkredible


Prompt: A person who dreams of leaving a lasting legacy and making a significant impact on the world, especially through their art and relationships, but also wants to make sure that they are remembered and celebrated even after death.

Response:
If I ever die
Never let it be said I didn’t win
Never, never say
Never say, "Legend didn’t go in" (I'ma go in)
I just wanna die on top of the world
Making love to my favorite girl
I'm making beautiful music, we making a movie
We knew we was born to do it


Prompt: A group of individuals who grew up in the ghetto, now successful and wealthy, discuss their journey and how they refuse to compromise their values.

Response:
I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga
Better behave, you dealing with some rich niggas
Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide
Multiplying and I pray to God we never die
I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga
Better behave, you dealing with some rich niggas
Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide
Multiplying and I pray to God we never die


Prompt: Imagine a song about aspiring to be a respected and loved member of your community, with a strong connection to your family, and embracing success in your own way.

Response:
(Hahahah!)
Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That's all I ever wanted, just being something, man
So at that point what else can you ask for?
(M-M-Maybach Music)


Prompt: A person is struggling with life choices and guidance, when a chance encounter with someone reminds them of the support and guidance they received from a trusted friend.

Response:
The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain, pain
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you've always been a good friend (always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I'll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go
I'll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go


Prompt: Imagine a song that encourages people to be more friendly and welcoming, emphasizing the importance of greeting others and showing interest in their lives.

Response:
Always speak and say hi
You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and)


Prompt: A person determined to break free from the negativity and limitations imposed by others, using repetition to emphasize their resolve.

Response:
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back


Prompt: A young and ambitious hustler rises to fame and fortune in the criminal underworld, acquiring luxury cars and making powerful connections. The hustler expands their reach while maintaining their lifestyle and protecting their interests, even as they face betrayal and challenges from envious rivals. Eventually, the hustler needs to secure their fortune and navigate the precarious social landscape, all the while staying true to their roots and resisting attempts to undermine their success.

Response:
First I got me a Taurus, then I copped me a Lexus
I took over Florida, my connect out of Texas
Then I start sippin' purple, got my shit screwed
When you feedin' your circle, watch your shipments improve
Fabricate 'bout your fortune, all my fabric's imported
Fornicate in my fortress, 40k still my mortgage
24k my toilet, all my taxes reported
All my exes deported, shout-out Texas, New Orleans
All these niggas influenced by a hustler's endurance
I just bought me the purest, but I need some insurance
Niggas watch who you fuckin' just to hate on your bitches
Niggas breakin' the rules, niggas facin' suspension


Prompt: A rapper overcomes various obstacles and challenges from haters and people who doubt his success, while reflecting on his humble beginnings and rise to fame.

Response:
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
Momma workin' three jobs 'til I told her to quit
How we rose from the sewers, funny now I'm the shit
Niggas ain't gettin' money, but they got an opinion
Had this tech makin' racket, serve you like you were tennis
Killers ride for that paycheck, AK, okay, check
Bitch nigga let's play chess, yo bitch next, no latex
These niggas won't hold me back, told the feds they sold me sack
Whip 'em right and then come right back
Whip-whip-whip 'em right and then come right back


Prompt: Express feelings of independence and determination to succeed despite challenges and negative influences in life.

Response:
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
Pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
They all pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
Lookin' down on these niggas, pussy ass niggas
Pushin' my new Ferrari on these pussy ass niggas
Pussy ho, pussy ho
She a pussy ho until she give me pussy ho
Pussy ho, pussy ho
Pussy ho, she a pussy ho


Prompt: The narrator is expressing their determination to succeed and overcome obstacles, despite the negative influences and distractions they face in their life.

Response:
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back...


Prompt: A group of friends joking around and discussing their favorite type of music.

Response:
Heh, what is this? (Maybach Music)
I like this Maybach Music
(Sweet!) Hahahah...


Prompt: A group of young, ambitious individuals are determined to achieve success and shake up the world, even if it goes against the traditional path of pursuing dreams. They express their intentions through a rap song celebrating their ambitions and challenges to conventional wisdom.

Response:
Bugatti Boyz
Yo turn up the motherfuckin' lights
You know what it is
Yeah, fuck your dreams, nigga
This reality, yeah, take that


Prompt: A person is experiencing sudden success and is rumored to be part of a secret society, while at the same time, they're also talking to a higher power for protection against evil.

Response:
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


Prompt: The protagonist is a young man struggling with poverty and the consequences of his past actions, while being constantly surrounded by potential threats and trying to protect himself and his loved ones.

Response:
Lord knows, that boy done been about it
Lord knows, that boy'll catch a body
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Being dead broke is the root of all evil
Get money, my nigga, do good with your people
I got the calico, I got the dynamite
They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight
Back to these bitches following my timeline
Back to these crackers following my timeline
Got the phone tapped, I think I'm being followed
Touch him with the Holy Ghost, can you hear me Father?
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Father, please protect me from brokeness
And bitch ass niggas, bitch ass bitches too
Keep 'em away


Prompt: Write lyrics about someone who is financially successful and believes they are part of a secretive organization, while also maintaining a connection to their faith and trying to prevent the Devil from entering their home.

Response:
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Ferarri
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


Prompt: Describe the determination and struggles of a person who has overcome adversity and is now successful in life. Mention the importance of hard work and the negative perceptions others have towards their journey.

Response:
Work! That's all my niggas workin' with
Work! That's all my niggas lurkin' with
My teacher told me that I was a piece of shit
Seen her the other day, driving a piece of shit
Work! Exactly what I'm screamin' ho
Certified, 8 digit nigga, triple beamin' ho
Hah! You talkin' to the Holy Ghost
I'm smokin' 'til I overdose
Uh, when I fuck she let her pussy soak
Even my lawyer be askin is it dope
Never break the code, shock me with a million volts
I'm forever dope, touched by the Holy Ghost
You see, they hate what they don't understand
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Let's go


Prompt: Imagining a life of fame, fortune, and secret society influence, while navigating the spiritual realm and encountering the Holy Ghost in a high-end vehicle.

Response:
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


Prompt: Imagine a scene in which a character is being sentenced in court for a serious crime, and the judge is delivering the verdict.

Response:
Sentence should now-now be pronounced
I'll ask that you stand for sentence, please
Mr. ***, it is the sentence of the court
That your custody be committed to the Department of Corrections
For confinement of the *** state prisons
Without possibility of parole for the remainder of your life
You may be seated


Prompt: Create a song that expresses the confidence and determination of someone with a strong following and considerable resources, emphasizing their preparedness for conflict and ambition for success.

Response:
War ready
You got shooters, I got shooters
We got money
Let’s do what them other niggas can’t do though
Mastermind, uh, uh
Nigga got a thousand guns, nigga (War, Dade County)
And if money is power, nigga
I got millions of power, nigga, huh (Hahahaha, Miami shit)
Fuck with me nigga, huh? (War, war, war)


Prompt: Write a verse about loyalty, power, and perseverance in the face of adversity, with shout-outs to different gangs and references to street life.

Response:
Follow in my footstep, I was born to die a soldier
Nigga couldn't walk a mile, found him naked in his Rover
Shout out to the Vice Lords, shout out to my Blood nigga
Shout out to them GDs, where that Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to them dope boys, owe it to the plug, nigga
I could die a thousand times, will never die a fuck nigga
Shoutout to my city, too, my clip hold a 62
Ridin' down on 61st, rest in peace to Fluty Coupe
Heroin and quinine, cut that bitch a thousand times
Phone call, said he need a brick
I text him back, "Come stand in line"
You went out of town so I had to whack your bitch
Never came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch


Prompt: A song about the inevitability of life continuing regardless of circumstances, with a catchy and repetitive chorus emphasizing the idea that life goes on.

Response:
Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on, am I right? (Oh, oh, whoa)


Prompt: Reflecting on the struggles and sacrifices made throughout life to achieve success, while acknowledging the challenges faced along the way.

Response:
On the way we shed some tears, every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here, oh, what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years, and the future is bright
Now it's very clear, that we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever, oh oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever


Prompt: A wealthy young man navigates his life of luxury and excess, balancing the challenges of his materialistic lifestyle and the women who desire him, while also addressing the criticism he faces from those who question his legitimacy and motives.

Response:
Huh! A hundred mil ain't enough
Got a hundred women, gotta deal with it, love
Worth forty Ms, is he still dealin' drugs?
Cigarette speedboats but he's still with the thugs
Club LIV, Louis shots on a Sunday
Grindin', even be legit one day
Order some more bottles because I'm on one
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum
She wanna cum, maybe come over
Stop dealin' with them niggas, you need one soldier
Keep you as my bitch forever
Cause you know a nigga rich forever


Prompt: The rise to success and perseverance in the face of challenges, eventually achieving wealth and prosperity

Response:
Been winning so many years, and the future is bright
Now it's very clear, that we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever
On the way we shed some tears (Oh oh oh)
Every day we sacrifice
Oh-oh, oh-oh, we gon' be rich forever
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music


Prompt: A song that describes an unlikely friendship between two people from different backgrounds who overcomes their differences and enjoys each other's company under the moonlight.

Response:
"Oooh, now you are one lucky nigga."
"You better listen to your boss white boy."
"Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
"You wanna hold my hand?"


Prompt: Imagine a song about seeking vengeance and justice in an unjust world, where the speaker wishes to punish a hundred bad men by burying them in a hundred black coffins.

Response:
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves, so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)


Prompt: A group of rappers celebrating their financial success and expressing their confidence in their music label, asserting their wealth and untouchable status.

Response:
Huh, we rich forever
Double-M-G, we untouchable, nigga
Too much paper, don't forget it
(Maybach Music)


Prompt: Write a song about coming back strong from adversity, taking risks and making it big in life, and enjoying the luxuries that come with success.

Response:
C-note after C-note, put the remix on my kilo
Thought I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning, Timothy Tebow
Fourth quarter, I'm back; fourth quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, that sack; Fourth Ward in all black
I said "Boss" and I meant that; advance, you spent that
Corvette so clean, you'll think Bruce Springsteen rent that
Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair
Dubai, I been there, but fuck that, we in here
Roll up and inhale, I live next to Denzel
Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real
IPhone and iPad, Air Max, and my gat
Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat
Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, no going back
All I need is Benzos, squatting on Lorenzos
Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple


Prompt: A rapper is expressing their confidence and success, while also bragging about their possessions and disregarding haters or naysayers.

Response:
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming "Fuck em"
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming "Fuck em"
Fuck all you haters, watch me fuck all these bitches
I got eight different Rollies, and they all mint condition
I'm screaming "Fuck em, fuck em", I'm screaming "Fuck em"
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming "Fuck em"
I got five different Benzes, this is my deposition
I'm screaming "Fuck every witness", cause bitch, I'm big business
I'm screaming "Fuck em"


Prompt: A group of friends, now successful and wealthy, reminiscing about their humble beginnings and the challenges they overcame together, with a sense of triumph and camaraderie.

Response:
Yeah, made nigga, got made niggas with me
(2 Tall)
Fuck it, I ain't even counting the money no more
If it ain't right, it ain't right
It ain't even matter no more
Cut me up a lil' bit
This next-level shit


Prompt: A song featuring a confident rapper expressing his success, surrounded by other successful individuals, and affiliated with the Maybach Music label.

Response:
Ugh, yeah
Ugh
Yeah, made nigga, got made niggas with me
Haha
(M-M-M-Maybach Music)


Prompt: Reflect on the challenges of navigating genuine relationships and avoiding superficial connections in a world filled with fake people.

Response:
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these niggas


Prompt: Write a song lyrics that convey the message of distrust and dishonesty in relationships with certain individuals, emphasizing the use of slang and colloquial language to express the frustration and disappointment experienced by the narrator.

Response:
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches


Prompt: Don't mess with phonies, focus on making money like Tony. Three necklaces attract attention from gold diggers. Someone's caught with $100k on their wrist, they can't relate. If you play with work, you either feed them or touch 'em. It's not smart to play games with these women, as they just want a ticket to fame. The feds seem to always be on their tail. The VIP choppa and the Rollie match. Women know the score so don't even ask. Every day is a party, so every day is a chance

Response:
Can’t play no games with these lames, I’m getting money like Tony
Three chains on my neck these bitches brushin' up on it
Hundred grand on my watch, you don’t feel me then fuck 'em
If you playin' with work, we either feed 'em or touch 'em
I play no games with these hoes, get a ticket a show
Feds follow a nigga like it’s a brick at a show
VIP choppa, Rollie be matchin'
Ho know we fuckin', so don’t even ask em
I play no games at the bar, all I see is Ciroc
Three bottles for Diddy, three hoes in the car
No love for these skeezers, we party and fuck 'em
Every day is a party so every day we like fuck ‘em


Prompt: You're tired of being betrayed and used by those around you, especially those who pretend to be your friends. You've realized that not everyone is genuine, and you have experienced the harsh reality of people's true intentions. You've seen friends turn their back on you, and you've witnessed those who claim to have your best interest at heart selling out for their own gain. Despite the betrayal, you keep pushing forward, looking for real connections and success, even if it means taking risks and facing potential failure. In the end, you're determined to maintain your faith in the possibility of genuine relationships and

Response:
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches
Niggas sellin’ dope just tryin’ to come up in the game
Say it’s for the fam but spendin' a hundred on the chain
Niggas go for self when they caught up in the fame
Run back to a nigga when them shots get to sprayin’
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
Now we holdin' hands
Success another gamble, bitch I took a chance
Jumped straight off the porch, jumped right in the kitchen
Then I got a Porsche, my bitch wanted a Bentley


Prompt: Express the idea of not being able to trust or deceive others in a playful manner due to their fake and untrustworthy nature.

Response:
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these bitches
Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no games with these bitches


Prompt: Create a song that highlights the production of multiple talented artists, with references to popular music labels and groups, and includes a catchy chant to show support for their work.

Response:
Young Chop on the beat
BandKamp
OVO, MMG, GBE
You already know
Aww, yeah


Prompt: In a song about making it to the top and maintaining loyalty within a tight-knit group, express the importance of trust and the journey of achieving success from a young age.

Response:
At the top, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
OTF, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
GBE, we don't fuck with niggas
At the top, where you see us, nigga
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas


Prompt: A rapper returns from vacation in Turks and Caicos and discusses his recent successes in the music industry, focusing on collaborations with friends and family and the importance of loyalty and trust in the business.

Response:
Just got back from Turks and Caicos, hoes all at the villa
Only nigga making albums with no fucking filler
New deal on the table, look like 'bout like ten milla
Shout my lawyer, man, he a contract killer
You know 305, Ricky, that's my fucking nigga
Did this shit right here for Baka, Preme, Styles, and Gilla
Did this shit right here for Reese, Sosa, Fredo, Durk
You let Drizzy get a verse, you gon' get this work
Yeah, at the top it's just us, nigga
Yeah, that's why I don't really trust niggas
See, my family and the money is a must, nigga
All the fame and all the pussy's just a plus, nigga
Yeah


Prompt: A song about the loyalty and trust within a close-knit group of friends who have been through the struggles of life together and will always protect each other.

Response:
At the top, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
OTF, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
GBE, we don't fuck with niggas
At the top, where you see us, nigga
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
A small circle with no new niggas
Cause I don't really trust niggas
GBE, it's just us nigga
And she just wanna fuck with us
So much kush, keep me stuck, nigga
In other words, high as fuck, nigga
Life's a movie, I'm a priceless picture
Four hundred for the belt, nigga
Right or wrong, you get left, nigga
For that bag, you get left, nigga
For my niggas, you get left, nigga


Prompt: Create a song about being at the top with your crew, but not trusting anyone else, while also emphasizing that you've been that way since a young age.

Response:
At the top, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
OTF, it's just us, nigga
But I don't really trust niggas
GBE, we don't fuck with niggas
At the top, where you see us, nigga
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
Since a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas


Prompt: A song expressing the frustration of a losing team or player, looking for support and acknowledgement that the game is over.

Response:
I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh?
Pray for me


Prompt: A young man struggles to make ends meet in the streets, living a life of crime and violence. He dreams of having wealth and power, as he is inspired by hip-hop legends Christopher Wallace and 2Pac. He teams up with others, attempting to rise above the chaos and crime around him, seeking to become a true success.

Response:
Hallucination of money, while nigga's stomach just rumble
Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles
Nigga livin' in rubble, but then I'm labelled a rebel
Any nigga wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel
Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill
Steppin' off the Sonoma with the black duffle bag filled
Got a cute bitch with me, favor Kimora, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly (Meek Milli) that nigga worth a few mil
I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch niggas tell, Jabar just got twenty-five
At this point in my life, I'm just tryna survive
Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time
R.I.P. to the legend, 2Pac Shakur with a nine
Makaveli returns, it's God forgives, and I don't
Resurrection of the real, time to get richer than Trump


Prompt: A young, ambitious individual, around 19 years old, is involved in the world of illegal drug dealing. He's trying to navigate this risky lifestyle and maintain his loyalty to his friends and fellow criminals. He expresses a determination to succeed and survive in this world, even if it means using violence. He's also showing a desire for wealth and power, a theme that is common in gangsta rap music.

Response:
I'm rollin' the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, four or five bricks
Prayin' on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate
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Tryna keep my head above water, nigga
We pirates out here, nigga, just trying to stay afloat
And I ride for my niggas


Prompt: Write a song about a wealthy individual who has made it big, using metaphorical language to describe their lifestyle and success.

Response:
Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and Porsches
Panameras abortion, marijuana imported
Dreams of gettin' cream and never to be extorted
Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it
Product is in demand, profit not far behind
Got on my mother pearl, she fuckin' up father time
Babies be havin' babies, I'm talkin' 'bout how I grind
Niggas thinkin' it's voodoo the way bricks be multiplyin'
Affiliated with wealth, associated with death
Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf
Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walkin' the streets
Blackberry boss, one call, ya put to sleep


Prompt: A young hustler, fresh in the game, has to make risky decisions to succeed in life, while reflecting on his past and present situations, and addressing the moral implications of his choices.

Response:
I'm rollin' the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks
Prayin' on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate


Prompt: A frustrated individual expresses their faith in a higher power while also feeling betrayed by people in their life, emphasizing the need for tangible proof of their beliefs.

Response:
The Lord is my light and my salvation
But I see none of you fuck niggas
Fuck what you heard, nigga
I need to feel it
I need to smell it
I need to see it


Prompt: A conversation with a young man who is hesitating to jump off a high place, revealing that he smokes crack. The conversation warns him about the negative effects of smoking crack, and insists that he should face the consequences of his actions. The speaker ultimately encourages him to just jump, but suggests to do it quickly if he really wants to kill himself.

Response:
Go on jump
No I don't wanna jump
Yes you do. You smoke crack don't you? You smoke crack don't you?
Look at me boy, don't you smoke crack?
Yes, sir
You know what that does to you? Huh?
No, sir
It kills your brain cells son, it kills your brain cells! Now when you're destroying your brain cells you are doing the same thing as killing yourself, you are just doing it slower. I say if you wanna kill yourself don't fuck around with it, do it expeditiously. Now go on and jump! Jump!


Prompt: A confident and successful rapper expresses their disdain for those who disrespect or underestimate them, while also emphasizing their sexual prowess and dominance.

Response:
I try to let you pussy niggas eat
It's time to put your pussy boys to sleep
Pussy niggas always wanna talk
I'm busy getting pussy like a fucking boss


Prompt: A rapper's story about overcoming challenges and gaining success, using metaphorical language and references to his past life in Florida.

Response:
I smell a pussy from a block away
Lets shoot them pussies from a block away
They wanna see a nigga in a cage
Baby mama garnishing a nigga wage
I just went and got the Chevy sprayed
Pussy nigga wanna scratch a nigga paint
Pussy nigga wanna see you fall
Just know to bring them choppers when you see me call
I tried to let them pussy niggas eat
It's time to make you pussy boys extinct
I took a quarter Key to Polk county
All my central Florida nigga straight 'bout it
Broke down the brick I'm back in Bartow
Belle Glade box Chevy on my car phone
J-Ville I went and bought a condo
Back to the crib where I get it by the car load
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I started with a box Chevy
Then I got the blue Lexus
My bitch stay down with me
So now she got the new Lexus


Prompt: I went and got my bitch her very own salon

Response:
I went and got my bitch her very own salon
Get her hair do everyday do the fuck she want
I started in a box Chevy
Now my watch a buck eighty
I heard the same pussy niggas hatin'
The killers comin stay patient
I made a killing milkin Okeechobee
I'm talkin millions with that okey dokey
Pop a molly now that bitch sweatin'
Or is it just a nigga necklace?
I tried to let you pussy niggas eat
I pray that all you pussy boys decease


Prompt: A rapper is boasting about his material success and his ability to take care of his woman while disregarding haters and focusing on his goals.

Response:
I started with a box Chevy
Then I got the blue Lexus
My bitch stay down with me
So now she got the new Lexus
I try to let you pussy niggas eat
It's time to put your pussy boys to sleep
Pussy niggas always wanna talk
I'm busy getting pussy like a fucking boss
Maybach Music


Prompt: Describe the progression of someone's life, from humble beginnings to achieving success and gaining the support of their partner.

Response:
I started with a box Chevy
Then I got the blue Lexus
My bitch stay down with me
So now she got the new Lexus


Prompt: Imagine a world where a drug dealer's dream has come true, with an endless supply of money and information at their fingertips. The song would describe the dizzying heights of their success, using precise and technical language to emphasize their control over people's finances.

Response: Please hold while I locate your information. Your checking account available balance is $92,153,183.28. This reflects the most current information available on your account


Prompt: Inspiration for a song expressing determination to stay focused on one's goals, seeking divine protection for the soul, and urging the listener to pay attention.

Response:
This on everything I love
I done came too far to look back
Lord protect my soul, you heard me?
Check


Prompt: The song is a rap track that features a powerful verse about the rapper's life experiences and the people who have influenced them. The lyrics reference their background, tattoos, lifestyle, and the friends they have made throughout their journey. The song is meant to be a celebration of their hard work and dedication to the rap game, as well as a tribute to the friends who have supported them.

Response:
Mighty Muhammad, son of Osama
Son of a bitch, one time for my momma
Tats on my back, tats on my face
Bitch I'm a don, can you relate?
It's never too late, my niggas, relate
Never would say, my niggas is saints
Know I'm a sinner, God give me my sentence
Labelled a hustler, look at my Benz
One time for Black, nigga, one time for Nut, nigga
One time for Gucci, nigga, one time for Cano, nigga
One time for Bizzle, nigga, these my realest niggas
One time for Trav, nigga, and all them dope dealers


Prompt: Describe the aftermath of a murder and the emotions surrounding the loss of a close friend, while reflecting on how their life could have been different if they were still alive.

Response:
Murder, a mothafuckin' murder
No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he ballin'


Prompt: A song discussing the concept of revenge in the face of injustice, with a focus on the cycle of violence and the difficulty in letting go of anger.

Response:
God forgives, I don't
In other words, retaliation is a must!
Boom boom boom boom!


Prompt: Reflect on the struggles of living life at high speed, the importance of faith, and the worldly possessions that come with success, all while driving a luxury sports car.

Response:
I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200


Prompt: Write a song about a person who has risen from humble beginnings to achieve success, and now enjoys the finer things in life, with a focus on material wealth and power.

Response:
Fuck all these broke niggas cause all I do is ball
Ain't no more off days, my crib look like a mall
Fired the stylist, went and bought a big and tall
Niggas still schemin', but we slidin' on 'em all
I remember pickin' watermelons
Now the Porsche cost me a quarter million
If I die tonight I know I'm comin' back nigga
Reincarnated: big black fat nigga
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I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200


Prompt: Write a lyric about a luxurious lifestyle, references to personal achievements and wealth, and a confident attitude towards haters and competition.

Response:
Fuck your investigation, study my elevation
Cherry red 911, straight to my destination
Mayweather got a fight, make me some reservations
Knew I flew private nigga, strapped with no hesitations
Gucci Pucci money long, he got 20 cars
Graduated from them blocks, now it's stocks and bonds
Hoes wanna know, hoes wanna show
They know a nigga's name, they know a nigga's strong, fuck with me


Prompt: A song about balancing faith and ambition, using religious imagery and references to wealth, violence, and fast cars.

Response:
I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200
Fuck your insinuation, work come from Venezuela
Love me some skinny bitches, fat boy just 'bout his paper
Hustle while niggas gossip, hatin', that switch the topic
Jump in my 911, 2 bricks in my compartment
She let me smell her pussy
I know you smell the money
Still smell the gunpowder
911: 100 miles and runnin'


Prompt: In a world where material possessions and wealth signify success, a person prays to God for survival and guidance, while also expressing their desires for luxury items and a fast car.

Response:
I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper lord
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 20


Prompt: A person suddenly experiences sudden, unexpected changes in their material possessions, such as their car and house, and their wealth, along with a reference to the famous magician David Copperfield and a popular music label, Maybach Music.

Response:
(Poof!) There go the car (Poof!) There go the crib
(Poof!) A hundred mil (Whoop!) David Copperfield
(Huh!) David Copperfield
(M-M-Maybach Music) David Copperfield
(Poof!) There go the car (Poof!) There go the crib
(Poof!) A hundred mil (Whoop!) David Copperfield
(Huh!) David Copperfield
(M-M-Maybach Music) David Copperfield


Prompt: A young black man struggling against the world, feeling misunderstood and unwanted, yet still finding joy in life and a luxurious vehicle.

Response:
Sometimes I be wanting to say, "Fuck the world!"
I don't give a fuck!
I'll shoot it out with all you bitches
Bitches don't love me
Young black nigga, nigga fighting the world, nigga
Everywhere you go, bitches throwing rocks, nigga
Man, a nigga in a Lamborghini


Prompt: A song about a young and charismatic individual who has seen a lot in their life, including the darker side of the streets and dealing with various challenges. They are known for their unique style and ability to flow with their words. They are confident and knowledgeable, with a penchant for luxury items and a talent for predicting the demise of their enemies. The song also touches on the idea of faith and belief in God.

Response:
Seen a Cuban kilo, I was 15 (Huh)
Dealin' yayo, never had my teeth cleaned
Restricted license but I'm so divisive
I know the snipers and I flow the nicest (Woo)
Fresher than Groovey Lew at a Coogi shoot (Ahh)
A multiple weapons in my new Gucci boots
The bank account done caught the holy ghost (Huh)
I say the bank account done caught the holy ghost
Hot pastrami for my Jewish chicks
Eight days of Christmas, every day a newer gift
I'm Michael Jackson to the rich niggas
That leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippers
Suicide, or rather crucified (Huh)
I prophesize your whole crew demise
Mutulu wife reside in Cuba, nigga
Shoot you, let you bleed out, it's how they do a nigga
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Huh! Huh!
You niggas don't believe in God
From this very moment, you should believe in God (Uh)


Prompt: Imagine a young man from a troubled background, finding success and reflecting on his past, present, and future, while sharing his experiences with friends, relationships, and personal goals.

Response:
Half of my niggas headed to Attica
Either traffickin' or destined to be a janitor
Diabetes rampant in my blood line
That why fat boy be happy to see the sunshine
I'm here for results, baby, let's cut to chase
Sticky fingers and paper, D.A. will drop the case (Woo)
Art Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with 'em (Huh)
2 seaters for all the soldiers who runnin' with 'em (Ahh)
Ask 100 women, yeah they wanna hit 'em
I be half awake and still be runnin' in 'em (Woo)
Two new liter Sprite to get me through the night
Bowlin' alley in the basement but we still shootin' dice (haha)
Rich forever, killa take my old advice (Yeah)
Better yet, take my old bitches and mold 'em right (Talk)
And if I want her back, I come and take her back (Boss)
Santorini Greece, I put it on the map


Prompt: Imagine a world where people are able to defend themselves by organizing and following revolutionary principles. How would this empower individuals to stand up against oppressive forces, such as "pigs," and make them act in a desired manner?

Response: Do you know what we are going to do? We are going to defend ourselves because Huey P. Newton says that, "Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner." Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner. Power: if we have the ability to define it, the only next thing to do is get organized. So when a pig walks up to you, or when a pig gets to jiving with the people you be so organized you be learning some tactics, you be learning some revolutionary principles, you be having some guns hid out somewhere, you have some proper tactics that when the pig gets to jiving with you, the pig is wrong, you whip your guns out on him, blow him away, and then you have made the ability, in fact, you have made that pig act in a desired manner


Prompt: A carefree individual enjoying their time in a luxurious car, smoking a large marijuana cigarette and getting ready to tell a story.

Response:
Smokin' a fat spliff in a brand new Benz
No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin
Hah, yeah


Prompt: Reminiscing on recent successes and acknowledging the challenges of being young, rich, and uneducated

Response:
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Young rich motherfucker still uneducated
But dammit a nigga made it
Goddamn a nigga made it
Crib bigger than a church, Lord know I'm blessed
Five different lawyers, Lord know I’m stressed
A punch in the face get you 300K
Ask Vlad, now he back to makin' minimum wage
Another victim of my criminal ways
I wanna walk in the image of Christ
But that bitch Vivica nice
And I'm still swimmin' in ice
I'm just livin' my life
I'm just livin' my life
Lease a Lamborghini for your pussy rate
Life is just a pussy race
Snatch a bitch take her back to your place
Next morning I can tell you how the pussy taste
I got expensive taste
Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me, whyyyy
Thought havin' everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy


Prompt: Imagine a lyricist reflecting on the progress and struggle of their community while acknowledging historical moments, such as the story of Emmett Till, and expressing their resilience and determination to succeed.

Response:
Last night I cried tears of joy
What did we do to deserve this?
Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real
I gotta represent for Emmett Till
All the dead souls in the field
Lookin at my Rollie it's about that time
White man had a problem with mine
And we suppose to be shy?
The revolution's televised
Bobby still on the rise


Prompt: A person is leaving their loved ones, feeling emotional and is struggling with the thought of someone taking over their life. They worry that they may not be able to handle this change and express their fears through a poetic and emotional song.

Response:
Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me, whyyyy
Thought havin' everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy


Prompt: Imagine a song about a person wearing an ankle monitor and being constantly bothered by its beeping sound, which ultimately leads to them wanting to escape their current situation and enjoy life.

Response:
Beep, beep
I'm sittin' at the red light
My ankle monitor beepin'
Hadn't been charged (fuck that)
I think I see the people (let's bounce, man)
Mmm, bounce (Maybach Music)


Prompt: A rapper describing the trappings of their lavish lifestyle, with focus on their recent purchase of a luxury vehicle and their reputation as a "brown bag legend," known for always having cash on hand.

Response:
I took my roof off at the red light
I took my roof off at the red light
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash
Brown bag legend when it's all cash
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap


Prompt: Write a lyric that showcases a confident and successful rapper's lifestyle, highlighting their unique personality and successes, while also addressing the broader societal issues.

Response:
Yeah, Wale though, uh, uh
I ain't nothin' like the trap niggas, Goyard backpack nigga
Uber crates 'til the Feds pull up, woo woo, cataracts, nigga
I'm the type, holla at the wife, her body yours, but her soul is mine
Adios, do 120, all she want is good dick and advice
Wraith, scrappin' my tires, Jameson 'til I'm fried
Famous here but I'm humble, Double M the Empire (M-M-Maybach Music)
Renzel got me all day, I'm Kyrie, he LeBron James
Tired niggas say Folarin ain't top, I been SportsCenter erryday
I ain't nothin' like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimes
I kinda never do back down, leave a nigga high via rap lines
Get a beat, leave it baptized, mob ties, but it's black lives
Black lives, nigga, trap lives, gimme five on the black side


Prompt: A song about a bold and flashy character who loves to celebrate their success by driving around with their car's roof off at red lights, with a strong emphasis on the word "trap," and who is known as a brown bag legend due to their affinity for cash.

Response:
I took my roof off at the red light
I took my roof off at the red light
I took my roof off at the red light
Roof off at the red light
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap, trap, trap, sheesh, sheesh
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash
Brown bag legend when it's all cash (Stop talking)
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap (Jeffery)
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap (Yeah)


Prompt: A rap song featuring references to wealth, luxury, and anonymity, with lyrics describing the lavish lifestyle and high-end items that come with it.

Response:
We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach shit
Cameras in the ceiling, Céline on my arm


Prompt: In a world where the lines between reality and fantasy blur, imagine a scene where bright lights and dark corners symbolize the journey of life. A group of individuals, including Wyclef, navigate through challenges and find themselves in situations of wealth and luxury, while others face dire consequences. The protagonist seeks solace and a sense of belonging, while reflecting on the fragile nature of life, the pursuit of success, and the importance of cherishing the moment.

Response:
Bright lights and dark corners as night embark on us
Refugees runnin' wild, Wyclef with a SIG Sauer
Nothin' to lose, I was starvin' from the start
Now the same cat drivin' Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standin' in the field of dreams, tryna see a hundred mil
These boys goin' blind they just happy bein' free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a ki'
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased
These boys snort lines, I'm fine just sippin' wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind


Prompt: A powerful drug lord named Berry Gordy is reigning over his territory, known for being generous and providing resources for his children. He is fearless, respected, and highly strategic, with a sense of justice and the rules of the streets ingrained in him. He's not an easy target and expects proper greetings when dealing with others, as he has important business to handle.

Response:
I'm Berry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm livin' through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burnin' Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
I'm speakin' on unwritten laws, the code of the streets
I'm not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the fuck you want to do
Niggas like me, you gotta get permission homie
And that could take a long time!
In that time, I'mma handle my motherfuckin' business..
Ugh! Ugh!
It's the red light district, nigga this Amsterdam
Wherever the fuck I'm at
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
Rozay


Prompt: Reflecting on the complexity of human nature, forgiveness, and the challenges faced in the modern world.

Response:
God forgives, He's so honorable
But livin' amongst thieves and niggas like myself
You will not have that luxury


Prompt: I write lyrics about supporting friends in tough times, hustling and staying loyal, referencing iconic rappers and styles, and mentioning valuable items and religious significance. I also want to express my appreciation for the impact my music has on others and the hope for a better future.

Response:
I do this for my niggas facin' hard times
Can't be on them corners if you hustlin' part time
Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties
Rakim flows, comin' from the Pharcyde
Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid
Quick to quote a prayer, pull it from the archives
I pray for every soul that this music reaches
Bury me a G, ten Jesus pieces


Prompt: Write a song about a person who has experienced difficult times in their life, including violence and loss, but is now working hard to achieve their goals and find purpose.

Response:
Xolaal sama guys, dundu ben yoon la
Dangay dundu sa dundu, gemm Yalla
Ligeey, xalis, gnax, amoul nelaw, gnafè
Sa life yako dugal, ken du ko jappale
Yow ya ray sa bopp ba dee. Moy loolu
Mi historia es complicada, pero al final del dia valio la pena, porque ahora estoy trabajando con el jefe
Yo vivi en Colombia y vivi muchas cosas, me entiende?
Vi muertes...vi muertes...vi cuerpos en las calles, sangrando despues del colegio, con 12, 13 años viendo estas cosas en la calle
Y siempre queria venir para aqui otra vez, y me vine, y trabaje porque tenia otra mentalidad. Y cuando llegue aca entendi mi proposito: hacer dinero, ser rico para siempre
Dios perdona, yo no


Prompt: A song about achieving success and embracing the journey, featuring various artists and showcasing the power of collaboration.

Response:
Walk with a real nigga
Self-made millionaire (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
What more could you ask for, huh?


Prompt: A boastful rapper talks about their luxurious lifestyle, connections, and success, including expensive cars, wealth, and influence in the streets. They also mention a female companion and some drug references.

Response:
Anything you need, know I get it cheap (Hah)
My nigga Rozay make millions while he getting sleep (Hah)
Cars European, come and see the fleet (Hah)
We're commercial, come and see us if you need the street (Hah)
I'ma bring it home nigga, bet the bank (Hah)
Sierra Leone all up in the link (Bling)
'Bout to double up, Mason Betha shit (Hah)
Huddle up, round table, King Arthur shit (Arthur shit)
Shorty ass fat, she can't stand straight (Hah)
Spent your down payment on my landscape
Niggas sideways like the Phantom door
Hundred round drum sound like round of applause (Blrrt!)
Slicker than a can of grease
Paid the state in the ice, hundred grand a piece
Coke Boy, I'll be thirty for sure now
Coke damn near same price as dope now (Hah)


Prompt: A person is trying to leave their old life behind and focus on their career or ambitions, but they find everything in their life has become a reminder of their past, symbolized by birds taking the place of their belongings.

Response:
No clothes in the closet, it's all birds (Hah)
No sneakers in the sneaker box, it's all birds (Hah)
No luggage in the trunk, man, it's all birds (Hah)
And I ain't going back, I'ma ball first (Hah)
No clothes in the closet, it's all birds (Hah)
No sneakers in the sneaker box, it's all birds (Hah)
No luggage in the trunk, man, it's all birds (Hah)
And I ain't going back, I'ma ball first
M-M-Maybach Music


Prompt: A rapper boasting about their success, cleanliness, and unique style, while addressing their luxurious lifestyle, the women they attract, and the importance of being "too legit to quit.

Response:
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm ridin' dirty, my dick clean
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
Bitch, I'm MC Hammer, I'm about cream
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I take them everywhere, I'm MC Hammer
Started sellin' dope, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pullin' out the stick


Prompt: A confident rapper describes their rise in the industry, emphasizing loyalty and wealth, while also talking about their expensive possessions and interactions with the police and music executives.

Response:
I just upped my stock, fuck them cops
If you love hip-hop bust them shots
Your man is priceless, if your man's loyal
Better give that man a raise or end up paying for it
If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta nigga reach
Nigga please, so I came back with a bigger piece
You still smokin' weed on your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot screaming: "God’s great!"
Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
New Presidential had that pavé
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over


Prompt: A young black executive overcomes challenges in his life, rises to fame and fortune, while maintaining connections with his past and family. He faces adversity and threats, but ultimately becomes successful, with aspirations for even greater achievements.

Response:
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 Cent neither nigga, haha
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I came back a rich nigga
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members claimin' I need to make a payment
It's hard for a young black executive
Can't you see we're all fucking relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
Fuck it, we can go to war
Chasing me a hundred million, that's inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds system, welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day, nigga
Same one that used to moved the yay' nigga
AK's in his heyday, nigga
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, nigga
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the zoes, nigga
Cocaine worth much more than gold, nigga
So what's your goals, nigga?
All my shit went gold, nigga


Prompt: A rapper reflects on their past, talking about how they used to smoke mid-grade and get involved in illegal activities to survive. They eventually escaped that life, using their experiences to create music and become successful. The rapper expresses gratitude for the life they have now and their determination to rise above their past.

Response:
I remember smokin' mid grade
'Til I went and got my shit straight
I'm spittin' like this bitch a mixtape
'Til they seen a Ghost with a temp plate
Sittin' in the trap blowing thick smoke
Trafficking my dope, with a thick ho
Feds tore apart the squad, nigga
That's why I had to play the part, nigga
That wasn't me, it was a job, nigga
It gets deeper, that was just a start, nigga
Screamin' in my sleep, I know Lord hear me
Death to you fuckboys, on my 4th Bentley
Gangsta, nigga
Rich is gangsta, nigga
This is gangsta, nigga
Yeah, rich is gangsta, nigga
You know where we came from
Look where we at


Prompt: A person reminiscing about their past experiences, specifically about the streets they used to run and the people they wanted to see by their side during that time.

Response:
This not a mind game
But we can play them, too
Still running the streets, cause I wanted to eat
Cause I wanted to eat, cause I wanted to eat
But she who I wanted to see
Who I wanted to see, who I wanted with me


Prompt: A young, ambitious couple, determined to conquer the world together with their strong bond and unconditional love for each other.

Response:
Me against the world, me and my baby girl
Me and my baby girl, me and my baby girl
Double R, me and you, taking over the world
Taking over the world, taking over the world


Prompt: A confident and successful man describes his ideal companion, someone who matches his vibe and appreciates the finer things in life, while they bond over their shared experiences and non-competitive approach to life.

Response:
Going hard was a given; the chance I wasn't given
Til I pulled right beside her, she was sitting in the Civic
Man, you was just who I was looking for
Top down, you could never overlook a boy
Big buckets, magnum bottles of that rose
On my R. Kelly, girl I'm bout that foreplay
Slow it down, speed it up, I'm just being me
Panamera here's the keys, thats just the G in me
Got a crib on the water, need a bathing suit
Bond that we share so unbreakable
Here's a toast to the baddest chick in the room
This is not a mind game, but we could play them, too
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You don't have to play mind games
Just tell me what's yours is mine
Even when you're far away
You come back to me every time
It's just me and my babe at the end of the day
We ain't gotta play no mind games
Mine games


Prompt: A rapper rapping about his commitment to his girlfriend, their life together, and the challenges they face, including dealing with the pressures of money and the dangers of substance abuse, but ultimately staying strong and focused on their love.

Response:
All-black double R, me and my baby girl
Me and my baby girl, me and my baby girl
You know I'm on the grind so I miss you at times
All on my mind as I'm scribbling lines
I put the weed out, cause it play with my head
Turning money down, we just laying in bed
She blowing money wild, bundles of bread
Times are priceless, it can go to your head
I think my mind blown, I barely feel my feet
I'mma hold my head high even in defeat
It's not a mind game so don't even think
Even if it was, it'd be over 'fore you blinked


Prompt: Describe a loving partnership where trust and transparency are key, and the couple's bond is so strong that they can overcome any obstacle, including mind games and external challenges.

Response:
You don't have to play mind games
Just tell me what's yours is mine
Even when you're far away
You come back to me every time
It's just me and my babe at the end of the day
We ain't gotta play no mind games
Mine games
The sky is the limit
Let's take over the world and everything in it
Me and my baby gonna ride to the finish, down from beginning
Ooh what a feeling, ooh what a feeling


Prompt: A father declaring his unwavering loyalty and love for his daughter, who is his partner in a world-conquering duo.

Response:
Me against the world, me and my baby girl
Me and my baby girl, me and my baby girl
Double R, me and you, taking over the world
Taking over the world, taking over the world


Prompt: Write a song about trust and the feeling of ownership in a relationship, where one person feels so connected to their partner that they consider them as their own, even when they are apart.

Response:
You don't have to play mind games
Just tell me what's yours is mine
Even when you're far away
You come back to me every time
It's just me and my babe at the end of the day
We ain't gotta play no mind games
Mine games


Prompt: A father expresses his love and support for his daughter as they embark on a journey together, overcoming challenges and achieving greatness.

Response:
Me against the world, me and my baby girl
Me and my baby girl, me and my baby girl
Double R, me and you, taking over the world
Taking over the world, taking over the world


Prompt: What if you could express your priorities and loyalty to material possessions and wealth, while also expressing disdain for those who only take selfies and do not have the same ambitions?

Response:
The day you decide to get you some money
Nigga fuck your friends
Ain't no friends we ain't even on that
All these niggas taking Instagrams, selfies
Point me to the money
Point me to the money
Business, big business
Maybach business
If you ain't with it I don't fuck with you


Prompt: A young man shares his life experiences and reflects on the choices he's made, including maintaining his loyalty to a brother who made mistakes, holding on to his possessions, and seeking success in the same way the sun shines during the summertime.

Response:
You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money
Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed
My brother caught a L and I still write him every month
He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk
I wonder why, I wonder why
I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why
I wanna shine just like the summertime
They say them folk gave him a heap of time


Prompt: A song about a young man struggling with fame, his past, and the people around him, reflecting on his experiences and questioning the impact of his lifestyle.

Response:
Nappy-headed nigga, pocket full of crack rock
Nineteen, living like a fucking rap star
Watching from my point you thought it was a fucking film
One day he buy the car, next day the fucking rims
Curly-headed bitches, tall and they slim
They know him as the myth but see I know it's him
Never testify, I seen it in his eye
Attempted murder on his life in that 360i
With my two eyes
Two different pistols
One with registered and one to get your issue
I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why
All this fame and fortune leave you traumatized
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You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money
Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed
My brother caught a L and I still write him every month
He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk
I wonder why, I wonder why
I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why
I wanna shine just like the summertime
They say them folk gave him a heap of time


Prompt: A person feeling threatened by a racially biased individual, emphasizing the importance of self-defense and standing up for oneself.

Response:
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Stand your ground, stand your ground
Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground


Prompt: A person talks about their experiences with hustling, facing enemies, and standing up for themselves, all while wearing a hoodie and wielding a Desert Eagle.

Response:
Got on my hoodie and my motherfucking Desert Eagle
You wanna do me, then you go and tell the people
Knock me down, temp drops as the sun rise
I could see a hustler in my son's eyes
I never knew that money bring so many enemies
Dreams come true, they dream of killing me
But it's fuck 'em and I feed 'em fish
Them killers coming, 'X' you off the list
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Stand your ground, stand your ground
Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground


Prompt: Write a song expressing frustration with the unjust consequences some people face in life while emphasizing the importance of staying true to oneself and maintaining strong connections with family.

Response:
You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money
Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed
My brother caught a L and I still write him every month
He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk
I wonder why, I wonder why
I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why
I wanna shine just like the summertime
They say them folk gave him a heap of time
(Okay, they're having trouble hearing you, so take your time)
Creepy-ass cracka
And then he said
(And he's still following him?)
Yes...


Prompt: A young man rapping about his dedication to making money and rising in the ranks of his community, specifically referencing the Miami area.

Response:
Aye, call lil homie to the stage
The one got that color money
Trappin' for the color money
Make it happen for the color money
305, nigga
You know what it is


Prompt: A song about the pursuit of wealth, material possessions, and the importance of "color money" in the modern world, reflecting the desire to acquire wealth and status.

Response:
If you wanna get a block, then you should see the man
Diamonds all through the watch and you should see the band
Bottles in the club got me screaming, "Color money"
Got her selling pussy for the love of the money
Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me
In the box Chevy, pussy nigga gunning for me
Catch a flight to Paris, time to get some other money
You still alive 'cause you niggas still running from me
Get it down even if a nigga momma know me
Put it down quarter key in every category
If you real, all we kill for is color money
Fuck where you from, 'cause all we deal with is color money
I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with
Or get another double R to cut the top with
Or hit the booty club and go and get some pussy wit
I might buy a bitch a Benz if I'm pussy whipped
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Color money
Color money


Prompt: In this song, the lyrics describe a confident, wealthy individual who is involved in the world of blackjack, drugs, and promiscuous relationships. They have a group of friends, including a successful musician, and are in control of their own destiny. They also mention Miami gun laws, the music industry, and confrontations. The individual is not afraid to take risks and is focused on their success and survival. The song has a sense of danger and excitement, while the protagonist challenges others and demands respect.

Response:
Blackjack, black bottles with the black cards
Only nigga that you know with two NASCARs
Sell a lot of record but I make a brick jump
Make her sign a prenup just to get my dick sucked
Color money got your bitch out on a world tour
My lil homie made a million on his girl tour
We back to back and down to whack a nigga unborn
Miami niggas got 'em changing all the gun laws
So run Forrest, got some shooters and they dying too
I got more money than that pussy that you’re signed to
Survive, who call this a color money conversation
A hundred stacks will cover everything I’m contemplating
Full confrontation, home invasion for the quarter key
Them cheap ass condos ain't the safest place you want to be
Call him a C.O. but you better not go call police
So when I see you, I’mma give you what you wanna see
You wanna see?


Prompt: In this song, the artist describes their experience of handling "color money" and the challenges they face in their life, while also addressing the expectations and attitudes of others in the music industry. The song conveys the importance of loyalty and cautions against those who may betray their trust.

Response:
Color money
Color money
Uh, pussy nigga
Rob a nigga close to me, you better bring it back
Until the day we even steven, tell you bring it back
Red rubies on they can't believe a nigga rap
Color money still feed niggas in the trap
They got the Rolie with the red face
The red ring nigga looking like a fed case
Fuck all these rappers, real talk, 'cause I ain't fucking with 'em
Double M, we balling way harder than Puff and them
It ain't no love loss, I only see one boss
You looking at him when they got the guns going off
And all the bitches on the staff and they get a check
So bust it open, never test a nigga intellect


Prompt: A group of friends express their loyalty and desires for luxury items during the holiday season, emphasizing the importance of their D-Boy lifestyle.

Response:
Ugh! D-Boys be the livest
D-Boys be the livest, D-Boys be the livest
All I want for Christmas is my Pyrex
All I want for Christmas is my Pyrex


Prompt: Write a song about the glamour of selling drugs and the street life, using the imagery of shiny, expensive jewelry to represent the high quality and value of the product.

Response:
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
Nineteen for the whole thang
Walk up out the trap nigga it's bling bling
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
Nineteen for the whole thang
Walk up out the trap nigga it's bling bling


Prompt: A rapper reflects on their past life of crime, while talking about their current financial success and living extravagantly. They challenge their rivals to try to catch them and boast about their shiny drugs and luxurious lifestyle.

Response:
I'm back to trappin' like I'm 'posed to, nigga
Them crackers wanna see me on a wanted poster, nigga
Chasin' my money like I'm Oprah, nigga
From Dade County now mansions in Boca, nigga
Now bring that drama that you spoke of, nigga
Ain't no water drippin' out this super soaker, nigga
Go cash a check just like a dolphin, nigga
Chopper City all up out your office, nigga
Study your plays in my office, nigga
A pound of haze'll make a gangsta off a nigga
You wanna live? Make an offer nigga
Club LIV is your coffin nigga
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My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
Nineteen for the whole thang
Walk up out the trap nigga it's bling bling


Prompt: A boastful rapper brags about the lavish lifestyle he lives, including acquiring expensive jewelry and being involved in criminal activities. He also refers to a violent home invasion scenario in which he and his friends forcefully enter someone's home, causing fear and panic.

Response:
I'm whippin' cake up like I'm Jacob, nigga
Hundred eighty for the bracelet and they hate it, nigga
I had to have 'em custom make it, nigga
You have to gun me down before you take it, nigga
You know we roll up like Jamaican niggas
No marijuana, talkin' bout killin' these hatin' niggas
The time is now fuck all the waitin', nigga
I can't hold back all these Haitian niggas
You know they talkin' home invasion, nigga
Seein' your daughter scream can be very persuasive, nigga
First question, "Where the safe at, nigga?"
All in your woman face fuck up her makeup nigga


Prompt: In a drug-infused world, a young ambitious hustler boasts about their expensive drugs, impressive wealth, and dangerous lifestyle, with a focus on their shiny, valuable product and their reputation for violence.

Response:
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
Nineteen for the whole thang
Walk up out the trap nigga it's bling bling
I'm watching me a kilo break up, nigga
Snort a line of this I bet you wake up, nigga
Dead presidents all on my body, nigga
For dinero, ocho cinco, catch me a body nigga
Teflon Don, John Gotti nigga
God forgives and I don't, my chopper hit the lotto nigga
My chopper hit the lotto nigga
Keepin' it real my ch-ch- chopped a lot of niggas
I paid my dues, dudes get ya done
I paid my fool, here come that murder one
I think it's time you niggas recognize
Worth fifty million so fuck the other side
My nigga you know your chopper's cold
On the other hand my ch-chopper's old
All the little head busters swingin' now
And I buy 'em all cars off of my yella diamonds


Prompt: A song about a drug dealer boasting about the quality of their product and the wealth it brings, using the imagery of expensive jewelry.

Response:
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds
Nineteen for the whole thang
Walk up out the trap nigga it's bling bling


Prompt: Discussing the value of material possessions and priorities in life, especially as one grows older and becomes a parent.

Response:
Bill: Look at this stuff, this is history here...you're history
Mike: This is garbage...I can say I bled for garbage
Bill: So this is meaningless...
Mike: No, at one time it meant a lot. When you're just a young kid this is everything to you, then you realize your priorities change. And you just want your children to be happy and do nice things and that makes you happy. This is nothing. This is just nothing man...


Prompt: Write a song reflecting on personal flaws and struggles, acknowledging the imperfections of the self, and expressing a need for understanding from others.

Response:
Ugh, God Forgives and I Don't
That's one of my many emotions, that's one of my many flaws
I am flawed, it may not seem that way but I am
So don't play with me


Prompt: A rapper expressing confidence in his ability to attract a woman, boasting about the success of their song and referencing their previous hit.

Response:
This the flyest shit ever
This that Rich Forever part two
Uh, uh


Prompt: Reflect on your journey from humble beginnings to achieving fame and fortune, surrounded by luxury and the paparazzi, while staying true to who you are and facing legal challenges along the way.

Response:
Layin' in my bed, I'm under these gold chandeliers
Can't say too many names in here these kinda years
Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist
Ice Cube lookin' nigga, you know life a bitch
I once got no allowance, now I got the crown
I said I was The Boss, nobody made a sound
Really had to see them things, this level story tellin'
Who else could flip a chorus into forty million?
Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio
While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido
Eight felonies, tellin' me wanna give me life
Every nut I bust, really I gotta do it twice
Ricky Ronaldo, really when I'm in Portugal
I pull a yacht out, this weekend, I'm fuckin' so-and-so
Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the grass
Tom Brady my new neighbor, you can tell 'em that


Prompt: A confident man is expressing his attraction to a woman, claiming that she's never met anyone like him, and showing his belief that he might be more interesting to her than her current partner.

Response:
(Ooh) Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don't like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be (Ooh)
Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh)
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh)
Girl, you'll never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh)
Girl, you'll never meet another man like me
Maybach Music


Prompt: A song about a rapper named Ricky Racks who is part of the YSL (Young Stoner Life) crew, expressing their loyalty and admiration for their friend Yung Shad, who has killed the track they are featured on. The song also contains a diss against their competition, with a humorous and aggressive tone.

Response:
Ricky Racks, I see you!
Thugger!
YSL for life, bitch
Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else
Yung Shad, you killed this track
Free the GOAT!


Prompt: A fun, upbeat song about celebrating friendship, confidence, and living life to the fullest, with references to fashion, money, and Texas.

Response:
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil' nigga come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah! Yeah


Prompt: A song about the singer's recent expensive day, cutting back on a habit, and their various antics.

Response:
Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today
I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'ussé
Don't do no talkin', when you see him, you better shoot in his face
I got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replace
Michael Jackson, nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin'
The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppin'
Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop
No I can't get arrested 'cause I'm talkin' 'bout my necklace
I'ma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let's get stuck
My lil' sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck
Waddup cuz? Here yo cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup
Your crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs, nigga


Prompt: Write a song that describes a close friendship and highlights a confident, fashionable friend from Texas.

Response:
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil' nigga come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
Nigga livin' TTG and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah!


Prompt: A catchy, upbeat song about a carefree night out with friends, filled with excitement and energy.

Response:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, woah
Woah, woah
Oh
(You good, T-Minus?)
Oh


Prompt: A song about meeting a friend at The London for a race and discussing unresolved matters, despite not receiving a reply from the friend.

Response:
Me-meet me at The London
If you find time, we can run one
Talk about some things we can't undo
You just send the pin, I can find you
6'1", on the money, 9'2"
You just say the word and I'll run through
Two texts, no reply, that's when I knew
I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew


Prompt: In this song, the artist expresses their rise to success and the recognition they receive in their community, while also referencing the importance of staying true to themselves.

Response:
I, crash down, we get money (Hey)
For the full town (Woah, when you won't play, I)
I decided, for the full side (Hoes will say)
And they know, I might (And fly, I...)
Get down, might (Don't play)
See the whole town every time, I... (Oh, every day)
Yeah, they know what's up (Folks will say)


Prompt: A rapper brags about his success and lifestyle, mentioning the visual aspects of his wealth and his ability to spot fake people.

Response:
I can see that bullshit from a mile away (See it)
You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (Stack it)
I got three white bitches like it's powder day (White)
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies (Sexy)
She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby, no way (Uh-uh)
And lately, I been on that D'usse, yee
(We got London on the track)


Prompt: Reflecting on a recent financial success, the singer boasts about having money on their mind and in their pants, referencing various amounts and alluding to a famous celebrity's lifestyle.

Response:
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane


Prompt: Rap about the excitement and consequences of obtaining wealth, power, and the lifestyle that comes with it, while addressing those who may disrespect or underestimate you.

Response:
First you get that money, then you get that power
If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder
Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that?
They won't know a thing about you if you zip that
Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back
Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that (Sheesh, sheesh)


Prompt: Write a song about living a lavish lifestyle, enjoying material possessions, and having a rebellious attitude.

Response:
Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens
Bitch, I'm rich just like a Simmons, not Lil Diggy (Real Simmons)
If I got legs, bitch you know I'm gonna get it
She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley
Big bid-ness in that big Bentley, Bentley (What? What?)
Ridin' 'round with that semi, 'cause I know these niggas envy (Hah)
Is you mad 'bout Instagram or how I kick my pimpin'? (Pimp)
You keep that Ace of Spades, I'm sippin'
I'm a rocket, rocket, I can't stop it, stop it
I'm a GTV, boy, bitch, I'm poppin', poppin'
I need coke, need coke like, "Where the fuck is papi?"
If you try to run off (What?), you know we popped your noggin
(Pop-pop)


Prompt: Create a song that discusses the power and lifestyle that comes with having wealth, along with the importance of keeping secrets and maintaining a strong presence.

Response:
First, you get that money, then you get that power
If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder
Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that?
They won't know a thing about you if you zip that
Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back
Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that (Sheesh, sheesh)


Prompt: A rapper compares their skills to those of a hundred bands, their speed to Sonic the Hedgehog, and their loyalty to their friends and the brand True Religion. They also boast about their money stack and their ability to quickly handle a situation, with a sense of humor and confidence in their freshness.

Response:
Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man (Woo)
Pop me a xanny, I'm fast, I'm so fast, I'm so faster than Sonic, man (Woo)
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man (Woo)
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear I'ma shoot with that (Woo)
I just hit for nine birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that (Ooh)
I'm so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that (So fresh)
If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that


Prompt: A mysterious crew arrives in a stylish vehicle, clad in black attire, and begins conducting shady business. They are influenced by the actions of previous generations, and are involved in transporting and handling money. The lyrics emphasize their nonchalance towards the material wealth they possess, and the song takes a playful, boastful tone.

Response:
Pull up, hop out the block, they tuck in they tail, I go, "Who the clan?" (Cacaw, cacaw)
We dressed in all-black, I'm always on the road just like a Uber man (I'm textin')
We wrappin' and sendin' them packs, soon as they land, we movin' 'em (Wrapped, shipped)
Blame it on the OGs, they influenced me (I'm ridin' with felons)
Ain't gonna count money, nigga (Uh-uh, nah)
I ain't just met money, nigga (Ain't just met money, nigga)
I put lipstick on the 'Rari, she say that's delicious (Skrr-skrr-skrr-skrr)
Who that is in that Crown Vic? He look suspicious (Oh, him, shh)
I just jugged a hundred pounds, I made a…


Prompt: A confident rapper is describing their success, speed, loyalty, and freshness, while also referencing popular brands, drugs, and their impact on others' perception of their coolness.

Response:
Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man (Woo, woo)
Pop me a xanny, I'm fast, I'm so fast, I'm so faster than Sonic, man (Woo, woo)
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man (Sheesh, woo)
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear I'ma shoot with that (Yeah, sheesh, sheesh)
I just hit for nine birds, what I'ma do with that? (Hey)
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that (Skrrt-skrrt)
I'm so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that (Fresh)
If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that
Yeah, you not cool with that
No, you not cool with that
No, you not cool with that
Yeah


Prompt: A hip-hop artist discusses their productivity and upcoming projects, highlighting their dedication to the craft and ability to juggle multiple projects at once.

Response:
I got somethin' for you lookin'-ass niggas
Week and a half, I'ma be in that ass... pause
It's like I'm working on an album and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time!


Prompt: A song about a man who loves a woman so much that he is willing to save her from a dangerous situation, and would even ask his partner for help before making a move on her mother. Additionally, he plans to introduce a party drug to the two women to help them bond.

Response:
Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
I'ma save her, yes, like Danny Glover
I'ma call my partner 'fore I fuck her mother
I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other


Prompt: A song about the lavish lifestyle of someone who enjoys multiple partners, indulging in drugs, and living a life of excess.

Response:
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists
Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets


Prompt: Describe a situation where a person is always expected to sleep with multiple partners, engages in a risky behavior, and has a luxurious lifestyle.

Response:
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists
Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets


Prompt: A song that emphasizes someone's escape from a sweltering and uncomfortable situation, using repetitive and energetic language to convey the urgency of their departure.

Response:
Wheezy outta here
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot


Prompt: A song about a confident and successful individual who enjoys the thrill of taking risks, making history, and living life to the fullest. The lyrics also mention the person's affinity for the fast-paced city life, their wealth, and their ability to make an impact.

Response:
Everything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call 'em chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock


Prompt: Rap about luxury items, financial success, and a desire to have a personal experience with a woman, using metaphors and slang.

Response:
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself
I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite


Prompt: A rapper is excited and energetic about leaving a situation or location and emphasizes the heat and intensity of their feelings during their departure.

Response:
Wheezy outta here
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot


Prompt: In a song about living life to the fullest and making an impact in the city, describe achieving success and drawing attention, dealing with haters, and having a special talent that attracts the ladies.

Response:
Everything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock


Prompt: A rapper is listing off luxurious items and expressing his desire to spend time with a woman he finds attractive, all while referring to his close friend as his "Sprite," a slang term for a particular type of drug.

Response:
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself
I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite


Prompt: A young man expresses his love for a girl and his determination to save her from a dangerous situation, using his connections and resources to help her. He then shares a party drug with his friends and brags about his sexual experiences, while also mentioning the material things he possesses.

Response:
Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
I'ma save her, yes, like Danny Glover
I'ma call my papi for her, fuck the mother
I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other (Hot)
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets


Prompt: A song about growing up in the 90s, being a stoner, and how the narrator's life has evolved since then.

Response:
When you were worrying about pissing on your fuckin' self, I was a stoner
Band gang
Dun Deal on the tra-a-a-ack
Way back in 90-fucking'-4, when I was six or seven
Ayy, ayy, this that stoner music, nigga
Stoner! (This my damn bit!)
Stoner (Let's get it)