What’s a Girl

Sick of not having shit, stuck in between having

Everything and nothing at all

I'm tired of feeling the world in my hands

Open up my palms see myself standing small

And what's a girl without ambition?

Without a single driving mission?

And what's a soul without the fight?

Scared and holdin' on so tight

I'm struggling admitting these God-awful feelings

Of wanting more than all I've got

And I wish I could help in not feeling so selfish

But the fact within, it never stops

What's a girl without ambition?

Without a single driving mission? No

And what's a soul without the fight? Yeah

Scared and holdin' on so tight, yeah

What's a girl without ambition?

Without a single driving mission?

And what's a soul without the fight?

Scared and holdin' on so tight

Purify my soul so I know where home has been

But if the water's freely flowin' they might wanna take a sip

If they find us in our little city, want a piece of it

But we know better than to trust all the folks that be counterfeit

Purify my soul so I know where home has been

But if the water's freely flowin' they might wanna take a sip

If they find us in our little city, want a piece of it

But we know better than to trust all the folks that be counterfeit