conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called We Get High with the following description: “We Get High” is a song that Logic dedicated to the city of Chicago. His love for the city derives from it being the first place he ever sold out a show.
  In 2017 he actually visited Reggies in Chicago and reflected on the first sold-out show.
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Michael Franks (Sampled)]
  We get higher and higher
  Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
  Love's so sharp and flat
  That it's hard to know just where you're at
  We get higher and higher
  Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
  Love's so sharp and flat
  That it's hard to know just where you're at
  [Verse 1]
  From the back to the front door
  Dealers on the Southside sellin' on their front door
  Little bit of weed, little bit of crack, whatever you need
  While I'm sellin' out shows in the ice cold
  Shout out to the homies in the front row with the blunt rolled
  That waited for hours in the snow just to see me flow
  So you know I gotta stay after the show
  'Cause if Chi-Town show love, I'ma show love
  Outside, no gloves in the wintertime
  'Cause I'm hungry like dinnertime
  Stayin for every single one of my fans
  Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
  Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand
  I get high by the notes, you get high by the gram
   (
  Sinatra
  )
  While you smoke to this, reminisce
  When I wrote to this, up-and-comers take note to this
  We get it done on tour, waking up before the sundown
  Lake Shore Drive shooting videos
   (
  Logic
  )
  On the block getting spotted by them city hoes (
  Hey!
  )
  I know I never had to wonder if it's love or not
  Shout-out to the homies up at Jugrnaut
  For keeping a motherfucker fresh, hell yes
  No contest when it comes to gear in the city they be the best
  Love my girls outgoing in my City, Chi
  But it's MD till the day I die [Chorus 2]
  We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky
  Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry
  We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi
  I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply
  We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky
  Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry
  We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi
  I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply
  [Chorus 1: Michael Franks]
  We get higher and higher
  Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
  Love's so sharp and flat
  That it's hard to know just where you're at
  [Verse 2]
  Shout-out to the Bobby Soxer girls that just love the flow
  Chillin out late night with the weed lit blunt split and the paper rolled
  RattPack smoking loudpack yeah they 'bout that
  Haters talking shit yeah I never doubt that
  With the GPS flow we re-route that
  Road to riches we be 'bout that
  Getting money like Oprah
  Fryin' motherfuckers like Okra
  Put your L up if you be a smoker
  Full-time toker
  Everything I got that's what I'm given no division till it's over
  Sleeping on the Young Sinatra like a sedative
  Now they on a brother's dick, so repetitive
  And they wonder why, and they wonder why [Chorus 2]
  We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky
  Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry
  We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi
  I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply
  We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky
  Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry
  We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi
  I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply
  We get high
  [Chorus 1: Michael Franks]
  We get higher and higher
  Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
  Love's so sharp and flat
  That it's hard to know just where you're at
  We get higher and higher
  Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
  Love's so sharp and flat
  That it's hard to know just where you're at
  We get higher and higher