BETTY - Jamila Woods

Oh, I’m different, I’m a cup of mild sauce

Sweet tongue, but don’t get me in a paper cut

I’ll fight you with my eyes, oh, when they call me shy

They just frightened of what’s in my mind

These great greats won’t let me lie

Midnight eyes wide feels like I’m at the riverside

Great greats come down, they whisper to me quiet

«I'm alive, I’m alive, I’m alive»

I am not your typical girl

Throw away that picture in your head

I am not your typical girl

Work harder now, work harder

Running from myself, I come undone

I wait, I try

Falling for myself

It’s taken time to know I’m mine

Oh, I am different, I am different

I am, I am

What is it with you independent men?

It’s always something

Threatening your masculine energy, you think it’s fleeting

Nothing you ain’t give to me I can take away from you now

Let me be, I’m trying to fly, you insist on clipping my wings

Running from myself, I come undone

I wait, I try

Falling for myself

It’s taken time to know I’m mine

Curl in the middle of my forehead, I’m bad

Take a picture if you want me quiet, I said

Sweet like the candy in Joycetta’s purse on Sunday

But I’m bitter when you try to hold me back