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