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conversations.value: Write me a song called Celebration with the following description: On “Celebration,” Logic compares his life growing up to the heights he has reached and celebrates by flexing his status. The song itself is an interpolation of “Celebration” by Kanye West. This isn’t the only track on the album that is a callback to one of West’s songs, as “Heard Em Say” is also an interpolation of Kanye’s song of the same name.
  He enlists help from Silas — a Maryland rapper he signed to Bobby Boy records in 2019 — who also discusses how his life has changed in just one year under the tutelage of one of his idols. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Logic]
  Ayy, it's a celebration, bitches
  Came a long way from bus stops and washing dishes
  From rags to bitches
  Stovetop to Mastro's, man, this shit is delicious
  People denying my past like that shit is fictitious
  I'm Spike Spiegel, but I'm known to be vicious
  I get under people's skin like stitches
  No strings attached, I just let it dissolve
  Give it time and then let it resolve
  It's been a minute now, my style feeling infinite now
  Used to people pulling me down, it ain't shit to me now
  Don't let it get to me now
  Threw out my phone, they can't get to me now
  Keep it humble, but love to get big head
  Bad bitches wanna fuck me, I get money instead
  I mean what's rap without a little braggadocio?
  Fuck people telling me to rap just how I'm supposed to
  Most people wanna tell you what to do
  'Cause it's what they wanna do if they had an opportunity to
  But too scared
  That's why they live vicariously through you
  "Logic, what you should do is rap like"
  Uh, uh, nah, I'd rather not
  That's why I'm in a mansion and you sleeping on a cot
  But you still study everything I drop
  Too many people wanna tell you what you can and cannot
  Go to school, get a job, get married and have kids
  People gon' tell you what to do for long as you live
  Break the cycle, and shoot for the stars, Moonwalk like Michael
  To be a leader, first, you gotta be a disciple [Chorus: Logic & 
  Silas
  ]
  (It's a celebration)
  For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (It's a celebration, y'all)
  You wanna try to eat, motherfucker, this my time (It's a celebration)
  For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes
  You wanna try to eat, motherfucker, this my time
  Ayy, it's a celebration, y'all, celebration now
  Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrating my style
  It's a celebration, y'all, celebration now (
  Yeah
  )
  Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrate the style
  [Verse 2: Silas]
  Look
  I can't front, we was hyped up for some nosebleeds
  Now we sitting courtside, still posted in my white tee
  I'm a Golden State Warrior when I'm spittin' this
  Like KD from MD, that's Montrose, so venomous
  You know it's me, Silas never jumpin' for your bitch ass
  I'm hopping on a plane that's first class
  'Member back in the day, we used to fast
  Had no money in the bank account
  My cousin showed me, pushing weight
  Almost stabbed at the transit in the dead of the night
  These fucking zombies, but really that's beyond me
  Tryna live my dreams from everything that I seen as a young man
  So if you see me rapping, know I got the upper hand
  But on the other hand, you see a couple rubber bands
  And now Logic really out here makin' dreams come true
  Bobby Boy Records spittin' thorough
  Every time I grab the mic, I'm paintin' murals
  Doing shows in other countries, coming back with Euros
  This that type of flow that really make your girl go [Verse 3: Logic]
  I'm marvelous, I'm all of this
  That's why your girl all on my dick
  I make 'em cum, boy, you make 'em sick
  My net worth get the bank grossed out
  No I.D. up on the beat, but 6ix, he kill it, no doubt
  This a revelation, memories when I drive the M5 or the bus station
  I have evolved, you's a motherfuckin' crustacean
  What more can I say? Run it back and they hit replay
  Bobby Boy Records, yeah, we celebratin' all day
  [Chorus: Logic]
  (It's a celebration)
  For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (It's a celebration, y'all)
  You wanna try to eat, motherfucker, this my time (It's a celebration)
  For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (It's a celebration)
  You wanna try to eat, motherfucker, this my time
  Ayy, it's a celebration, y'all, celebration now
  Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrating my style
  It's a celebration, y'all, celebration now
  Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrate the style
  [Outro: Thalia]
  Logic and his crew played chess mercilessly throughout the album's creation