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conversations.value: Write me a song called ICONIC with the following description: “ICONIC” is the highly-anticipated first collaboration between Logic and Jaden Smith.
  The track’s title plays on the title of Jaden Smith’s first ever single to earn an RIAA certification, “Icon,” which hit gold status in early 2018.
  Rumblings of this collaboration picked up after Logic brought out Jaden Smith as part of his set during PowerHouse LA early in 2018. Smith then spoke to Power106 about how hard Logic has been working, and detailed the multiple albums that Logic had stacked up:
  
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Logic]
  Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah!
  (
  Sinatra
  )
  [Chorus: Logic]
  Tell me what you know about real life
  Tell me what you know about dark nights
  Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
  You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like? (Huh)
  Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly
  Fuck a milli', now I'm comin' for that William
  Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, that's a billi' (Woo!)
  [Verse 1: Logic]
  God damn, boy, you know I'm puttin' in the work
  I'ma get 'em, I got 'em and now they all hurt
  I'ma let 'em know, I never let 'em know
  They never seem to know that I am a master (
  A master at work
  )
  Bitch I'm all up in it, come and get it, you could never get rid of it
  Every bit of it in this motherfucker
  Like I'm in the middle of little Italy
  , and all this shit was never given to me
  That's just a fallacy told by the enemy tryna get ahead of me
  They dead to me, everybody dead to me
  Everybody know that Bobby will body anybody
  Like Gotti the Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
  We know Tarantino a killer but the Young Sinatra
  Got you by the neck and the spirit the second they hear it
  They fear it as soon as they get near it, everybody revere it like [Chorus: Logic]
  Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life
  Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
  Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
  You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like—feel like?
  Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly
  Fuck a milli', now I'm comin' for that William
  Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, that's a billi'
  [Bridge: Logic]
  Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the king now!
  Nobody want to step up in the ring now
  I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a thing now!
  Now that money ain't a thing
  Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the king now!
  Nobody want to step up in the ring now
  I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a thing now!
  Now that money ain't a thing
  [Verse 2: Logic]
  Everybody talk about my race on socials
  Make the boy wanna go postal
  Since I went triple plat'
  I only identify as bi-coastal
  I don't live life like most do (Like most)
  Never did the shit I was supposed to
  Not a lotta shit you could say about me
  Yeah, my hairline faded but my bank account'll roast you [Chorus: Logic]
  Tell me—tell me—tell me what you know about real life, real life
  Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
  Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
  You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like, feel like?
  Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly
  Fuck a milli' now, I'm comin' for that William
  Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, that's a billi'
  [Interlude: Jaden]
  You already know what that is
  Young Sinatra, icons inspire icons
  Gold chains wrapped around my neck like pythons
  The drip way, yeah
  [Verse 3: Logic]
  Yeah! Greatest alive, I'm the greatest alive
  I'm the greatest at being me, ain't nobody seeing me
  So, check it like CMB, that's word to the DMV
  I'm straight from the basement, I made it like a villain, I'm hated
  Word to Jermaine, this shit just ain't been the same
  Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
  I'm blowing minds, yeah, I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
  Second I spit it, so divine, that's word to your mom
  Sweeping these rappers up like it's a chore, who want more?
  I'll leave anybody two times four
  Dropping pounds in London like I lost weight
  My mindstate is like a freight when I rhyme, check the state of mind
  Yeah, my train of thought is never off the track
  When I drive it, so stop it I'm killin' 'em like a virus
  After they dead I'm still in 'em, who feelin' 'em, everybody now
  It's never nothin' like the first time, nothin' like your first rhyme Nothin' like getting that nut in for the first time
  That's the type of shit they never tell you now
  Bitches come and go, I know, I know, you can't fuck with this flow
  Bobby Tarantino, get the C note, oh yeah, there he go
  Tell me they love it, they want it, they need it
  I never been defeated, no, never given up
  Do what I do, how I do gotta live it up
  This shit right here on the real, I can't get enough
  God damn, uh, I'm the motherfuckin' man
  Went from gettin' close to the gang
  To sipping champagne on a plane
  Do what you love in life and never second guess it
  Even when haters protest it now
  You ever wonder what it means to
  You ever wonder what it, uh
  You ever wonder what it means to finally live in your dreams?
  Then realize that everything, it just ain't what it seems?
  Uh, yeah, I thought I wanted to be the greatest alive
  Until I realized that being the greatest is just a lie
  Like the opening words in this verse
  That as soon as they disperse, make other rappers converse
  And plot to put in you a hearse, real talk, fuck rap
  I hate and I love it 'cause it's so negative
  Everybody selfish, nobody wanna give
  A helping hand to the next man, well, fuck you then
  Fuck your ethnicity, we all one
  'Cause when my last album dropped, you know we all won
  Yeah, that shit went number one, so everybody won
  I said that shit went number one, so everybody won (Yeah)