conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The Glorious Five with the following description: “The Glorious Five” describes Logic’s journey in the music industry. He details his strained relationship with his father, as well as how others tried to encourage him to live his life like they lived theirs when he was young. He also describes how he remains unchanged in his mindset and physical appearance, regardless of the fame and reputation that he has built up for himself.
  The end of the song also transitions perfectly into “One Day” which is about Logic realizing that his dreams have come true.
  The title may be a nod to the Rat Pack, which consists of five members: Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Peter Lawford and Joey Bishop.
  
  If you haven’t read Supermarket, do not read past this line.
  The title may also be a reference to Logic’s debut novel, Supermarket, as in Chapter 15, Flynn goes to the library in the asylum and finds a book titled The Glorious Five:
  I came across a heist thriller about the most successful bank robbery in U.S. history. For decades he had never been caught. But when he was falsely imprisoned, he must do anything to survive. It was titled The Glorious Five. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah
  We gon' let this shit rock
  Hey
  That's the "Cole hey" from back in the day
  Hey, yeah
  [Verse 1]
  Just a youngin' with a dream
  Tryna get this money, yeah, I'm tryin' get this cream
  Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I'm a fiend
  Not one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean
  Just a passion for pussy, I'm tryin' to get up in the spleen
  This is my mentality rappin' at nineteen
  Back in Maryland just tryin' to break out on the scene
  Buyin' fake chains at the mall so girls be like "Ooh, he clean"
  Daydreams that my life is like a movie scene
  Sippin' liquor, puffin' green, so obscene
  Ride around the city with my homies in a gat
  We was lookin' for trouble, now where's it at?
  Paint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt
  Even younger I was trippin' skippin' school writin' raps
  Never on the road but on the roll like them craps
  Check the facts
  Endless rhyme books in my backpack
  Like that, uh
  I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure
  Go figure, performin' at open mics wishin' I could go bigger
  I was never in it for the money like a gold digger
  Every time my daddy call me he be like, "Ayo nigga, where the money at?"
  Yeah, that's what he'd say, "Little boy, you know you know I saw you on a PJ
  When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out?"
  Always throw demands out, motherfuck a handout
  All I ever wanted was a daddy
  But that man priority was huggin' with a fatty
  But I'm glad he did 'cause it made me who I am
  Now I'm the man that I always wish he woulda been
  And never started smokin' crack; imagine just what could have been, damn
  Always felt like somethin' it was missin'
  Wish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishin'
  But had no one there to listen
  Now it feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time come
  For my daughter and my son when the time come
  Teach 'em 'bout they heritage and where they come from
  Teach 'em 'bout they family history and then some [Chorus]
  I've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  I've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)
  [Verse 2]
  Yeah, yeah
  Bobby, don't do it to 'em
  You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em
  Come on, come on Bobby, you ain't shit though
  Why your personality be split though?
  One minute it's PLP, the next that shit be slit throats
  Devil and an angel on my shoulder, that's my conscious
  Greatest rapper alive but never actin' Pontius
  Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount
  You ain't better than nobody based on your dollar amount
  Yeah, you've grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you never bougie
  Nah, you never brand new, no it's never who's he
  See, I hate when I get recognized
  And while the fan is hypnotized
  I'm approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize
  "I don't know who you are"
  I reply "I'm a gentleman and a fuckin' rap star"
  Put your lighters in the sky if you got 'em
  This for anybody that feel like they at the bottom
  Nobody to tell 'em they special, you know I got 'em
  Nobody there to tell them they love them, well I got 'em
  Uh, no matter where you go you gotta persevere
  Ain't no fuckin' around, ain't no makin' a sound, no you just gotta murder the fear
  Yeah I've been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it
  Fuck what I'm thinkin', it's time to break out of it
  Findin' myself in the thick and the debt of it
  Had a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son
  And I'm ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I'm livin' my life and [Chorus]
  I've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Uh, yeah)
  People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Yeah)
  People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
  All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)
  I've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy, ah) (Oh)
  People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo aye) (Like yeah)
  People tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo aye) (Yeah)
  All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo aye) (Uh, yeah)