what’SA girl

Sick of not having ****, 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