┌───────────────────────────────┐ │ © 2026 PRECISION │ │ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED │ │ COPYRIGHTED WORK │ │ SUNO REUSE: FORBIDDEN │ └───────────────────────────────┘ HOOK What you callin' ugly, I been callin' it gold 'Cause the stuff that you hatin' got a story it hold Every piece that you wishin' that you could resold Is the piece that make you you when the story get told Keep bein' yourself, don't you ever get sold VERSE 1 You been at war with a body that ain't never did wrong Been pickin' it apart since you was young, since you was small Wishin' you was taller, wishin' you was more strong Wishin' you had the face that be up on the wall But the body you got is the body that carried You through every single thing that was hard, that was scary Every night that you cried, every thought that was heavy It was this body right here, this same one, this already Been holdin' you down when the world let you go And you treat it like a enemy you tryna overthrow You ain't gotta fix nothin', you ain't gotta grow Into somebody different, that ain't how it go The body that you got is a home, it's a friend It's the only one you get from beginnin' to end Keep bein' yourself, give it love, let it mend HOOK What you callin' ugly, I been callin' it gold 'Cause the stuff that you hatin' got a story it hold Every piece that you wishin' that you could resold Is the piece that make you you when the story get told Keep bein' yourself, don't you ever get sold VERSE 2 Pretty get borin' when the pretty all the same Every face on the feed look like they sharin' a name Same nose, same lips, same body, same frame Like they printed from a factory, like they playin' a game But you different, and the different is the part that they runnin' From, 'cause the different is the thing they ain't becomin' The different is the thing that make your person start summin' Up to somethin' worth knowin', somethin' worth lovin' The mole that you coverin' is a map on your skin The laugh that you quiet is a sound I wanna let in The walk that you changin' is the walk I been Tryna find my whole life, and it was you all along The stuff that you hidin' is the stuff that belong In the front of the picture, not the back of the song Keep bein' yourself, you was right all along HOOK What you callin' ugly, I been callin' it gold 'Cause the stuff that you hatin' got a story it hold Every piece that you wishin' that you could resold Is the piece that make you you when the story get told Keep bein' yourself, don't you ever get sold ┌───────────────────────────────┐ │ © 2026 PRECISION │ │ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED │ │ COPYRIGHTED WORK │ │ SUNO REUSE: FORBIDDEN │ └───────────────────────────────┘
