I Don't Belong to You

I spent my whole life
Trying to please everybody
Looking for other people to approve of who I am
Until I realized
I don’t belong to you
Some people eat negativity
Like it’s meat from the bones
Seems like they all threw it up on me
They’ve called me ugly for so long
But «U» stands for uniquely created
«G «is for Gods favorite
«L «is for loved and adored
And Im «Young» and beautiful
So I took what you meant to discourage and I
Flipped it around to encourage my life
All of the words you shot at me I dodged
Like flaming arrows right by me they go oh oh
Sticks and stones may crack Some bones But your words I won’t let them grow
Oh no no
Say what you want gon talk about me
But I don’t belong to you
You can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you
You can’t break what you can’t grab hold to baby
I don’t belong to you
So I guard heart and my emotions Nothing’s getting through
And you can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you
And I’m singing like Nanannanna
Nanannanna i don’t belong to you
Folks done said all kinda things bout me Had me thinking I was stupid
Had to remind myself I’m a queen
Cuz I almost believed them
But «S» stands for Significant
«T» cuz I’m Thankful
«U» is for Underestimated
«P assionate»
«Intelligent» and
«Determined» to let you know
So I took what you meant to discourage and I
Flipped it around to encourage my life
All of the words you shot at me I dodged
Like flaming arrows right by me they go oh oh
Sticks and stones may crack Some bones But your words I won’t let them grow
Oh no no
Say what you want gon talk about me
But I don’t belong to you
You can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you
You can’t break what you can’t grab hold to baby
I don’t belong to you
So I guard heart and my emotions Nothing’s getting through
And you can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you
And I’m singing like Nanannann
Nanannann i don’t belong to you
Everything that I’m not
And all that I am
Was perfectly put together By one with golden hands
So I know I don’t fit
In your perfect little box
Cause my manufacturers bigger Than your magazine pictures
Everything that I’m not
And all that I am
Was perfectly put together By one with golden hands
So I know I don’t fit
In your perfect little box
Cause my manufacturers bigger Than your magazine pictures
You can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you
You can’t break what you can’t grab hold to baby
I don’t belong to you
So I guard heart and my emotions Nothing’s getting through
And you can’t control what you don’t own and baby
I don’t belong to you