conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Numbers with the following description: Logic brings us another upbeat song about grinding, relationships and, as Birdman would say “chasin' the paper”.
  The backing track is a sampling of Paramore’s “Decode.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus (Condensed)]
  You already
  Know what I been on, 
  you know where I be at
  'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
  Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it, where the weed at?"
  And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that
  [Verse 1]
  Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image
  Now if practice makes perfect then this is a scrimmage
  'Cause I ain't perfect, I never said I was
  But now they hatin' 'cause a brother finally got some buzz
  The things that I say (Say,) the places I'm seein' (Seein')
  The people I talk to you don't know what I mean
  Even matters of love, it ain't always as it seems
  Yeah, there's plenty in the sea until you hit the mainstream
  The girl that I love, the one I call my honey
  Now I wonder if she love me for me or my fuckin' money
  Sometimes I think about the love that I had in the past
  I truly miss it, but it just wasn't destined to last
  'Cause our separation lit a fire under my ass
  And now I'm gunnin' for the throne, yeah, that is my task
  Just a youngin with a dream that acquired a team
  Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' Supreme
  Now the whole world wonders what's his next move
  That all depends on what I feel that I need to improve
  Tell me what you think of me, I swear it doesn't matter
  Just as long as I am happy and my pocket's getting fatter
  Watch me shatter the competition, get mad and now all of 'em wishing
  You coulda done it like I done it, bitch, I run it, ah!
  Yeah, you know I do it like it ain't ever been done
  Hit the Vegas strip and blow a million euro just for fun
  To be honest I may have embellished that last line
  Chillin' with a shorty that is so much more than fine
  At the penthouse poppin' bottles of that hundred-thousand-dollar wine
  I got the connect, met 'im through the grape vine [Chorus]
  You know what I been on, 
  you know where I be at
  'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
  Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it, where the weed at?"
  And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that
  Y-y-you know what I been on, you know where I be at
  'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
  Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image
  You know what I been on, you know where I be at
  [Verse 2]
  Yeah, it's been a year, and everything I said would happen has
  New-school style with old-school bars like Alcatraz
  'Cause I ain't never second guess this music shit
  I knew this shit was all I ever wanted, all I ever had
  Born famous, now it's just time to convince the world
  Ditch cats, like drainage if they disrespect then don't step through
  I paint pictures for your mind and bring it to life like cinematography
  Say it then I do it, my whole career's a prophecy now
  Better grab your jacket, 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
  And when my album hit the stores it's sold out
  Like these rapper's careers
  , I'm the sum of our fears
  Fuck a Grammy-nominated, bitch, I made it and I'm here
  I said it's all about the fans, not all about the record sales
  They said it wouldn't work, I told 'em go fuck theyselves
  Why you think I'm independent? Visionaries never fail
  Why-why you think I'm independent? Visionaries never f— [Chorus]
  You know what I been on, 
  you know where I be at
  'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
  Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it, where the weed at?"
  And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that
  Y-y-you know what I been on, you know where I be at
  'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
  Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image
  You know what I been on, you know where I be at (
  Sinatra
  )
  [Outro]
  "You gotta realize
  A lot of the time when I talk, and I'm talking extremely cocky
  I'm not talking about myself
  I'm talking about the work."
   You know where I be at
  Logic