Music: James Moss
They told me to stop that lovin'
They told me to stop that hangin'
Cause you know right from wrong
About to be on your own
You got things to do
But you gotta stay strong
They told me to stop that playin'
If you're gonna be in the #1 spot
You gotta stop that hatin'
It's too much to lose
I gotta keep my press on, towads the mark of you
I don't wanna be one of them ordinary chicks
A victim of addiction and a baby on her hip
I'm trying to get better, even though I slip
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I don't wanna be another stat on a sheet
A victim of rebellion ending up on the street
I'm trying to get better, though I lose my feet
I don't wanna love the wrong things
They told me you're getting older
Slowly, taking over
It'll be up to you, everything you do
And the road you chose better be true
They told me, they gotta represent
Cause what he gave me is heaven sent
It's too much to lose
Gotta keep pressin on, towards the mark of you
I don't wanna be one of them ordinary chicks
A victim of addiction and a baby on her hip
I'm trying to get better, even though I slip
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I don't wanna be another stat on a sheet
A victim of rebellion ending up on the street
I'm trying to get better, though I lose my feet
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I can't just do what I wanna do, be who I wanna be
Say what I wanna say, If it ain't the will of God
To whom much is given much is required
That means everything I see might not be for me
I can't just go where I wanna go, wear what I wanna wear
Sing what I wanna sing, if it ain't in the will of God
Create in me a clean heart and renew in me a right spirit
I don't wanna be one of them ordinary chicks
A victim of addiction and a baby on her hip
I'm trying to get better, even though I slip
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I don't wanna be another stat on a sheet
A victim of rebellion ending up on the street
I'm trying to get better, though I lose my feet
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I don't wanna be one of them ordinary chicks
A victim of addiction and a baby on her hip
I'm trying to get better, even though I slip
I don't wanna love the wrong things
I don't wanna be another stat on a sheet
A victim of rebellion ending up on the street
I'm trying to get better, though I lose my feet
I don't wanna love the wrong things