I got that soul
I got too much pride
I got a funny job
And there's no place to hide
But I got them songs
I got that real shit- I'm a savage!
I've got the looks and voice too,
Baby I'm the whole package
I got bars for days
Because I've been scarred in ways that are hard to say
Bodyguards can't save me from myself
I got exes
I got commitments I'm still running from
I got shooting stars, I got darkness, I got nightfall, I got suns
I got Jesus Christ
I got Buddha
I got Mohammed in my swag
I got piano fingers
I got 50 songs in the bag
I got the music and the poetry in my head
It's always going in the background
Zach, I got the psilocybin running in my veins
Couple mushrooms hidden in the black lounge
Now I got your attention
And I can do whatever I want with it
I got too much pride
I got a funny job
And there's no place to hide
But I got them songs
I got that real shit- I'm a savage!
I've got the looks and voice too,
Baby I'm the whole package
I got bars for days
Because I've been scarred in ways that are hard to say
Bodyguards can't save me from myself
I got exes
I got commitments I'm still running from
I got shooting stars, I got darkness, I got nightfall, I got suns
I got Jesus Christ
I got Buddha
I got Mohammed in my swag
I got piano fingers
I got 50 songs in the bag
I got the music and the poetry in my head
It's always going in the background
Zach, I got the psilocybin running in my veins
Couple mushrooms hidden in the black lounge
Now I got your attention
And I can do whatever I want with it
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