Tantrum (Explicit)

Composed by：Gary Maurice Lucas/Leo Edward Son JR/Willard Smith

Produced by：Leo Son/Joyner Lucas

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searchin' and questionin' lookin' for answers

Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwin' a tantrum

Why does my ego keep holdin' me ransom?

Why does my fear control me at random?

Life can get ugly but **** it I'm handsome

I'm about to face all this s**t I've been runnin' from

You might relate to the places I'm comin' from

I've been through trauma I thought I recovered from

I got regrets you heard about some of them

This is gon' make my heart bang like a rubber drum

I will not sugarcoat this stuff with bubblegum

Goin' through troubles I hate what the trouble done

I'd hate to be the thing that people suffer from

Ooh

You cannot replicate me I'm a one-of-one

You are not one of them

Hey

Damn I forgot and there won't be another one

I'm always number one

After the rain and I know that the sun will come

I see the light in the treetops

I am not God but I know I'm a son of him

You just the son of a be-yotch

I know exactly just what they've been doin'

They countin' me out but your numbers ain't showin'

I know where I been I don't know where I'm goin'

If you want a boat then you better keep rowing

'Cause I'm so way up I might get me a boing

Flyin' with angels they sent me an omen

The devil try get me the forces are with me

Yo Jesus come lift me 'cause this is my moment and ooh

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searchin' and questionin' lookin' for answers

Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwin' a tantrum

Hey I took my traumas and made it anthem hey

I've done came too far to hand it over

I'ma keep my head up like a man supposed to

Grr

I've done took my punches they were standin' over

Brr

Devil want my soul I couldn't hand it over

Grr

I ain't picture perfect think the camera's broken

Had to shut the door they couldn't slam it on me

Grr

How you sleepin' on me when I am a sofa?

Tryna trample on me you get tramped over

Brr

Jokers think it's sweet this ain't no damn mimosa

This a aerosol inside an Arizona

This is Barry Bonds mixed with Sammy Sosa

This a loose screw inside a damaged motor

Yeah

This a graduation with no damn diploma

This is aggregation this is validation

Brr

I got open wounds ain't no grass to trace in

This a bigger world in my imagination

This is me woo

Martin Luther had a dream

Dream

Joyner Lucas had a vision I became everything I had to be

Woo

I've been livin' like there's no limits and I learned the game from Master P

P

I'm starin' at my reflection wonderin' why this is starin' back at me

Why?

What it's gon' be?

Oh y'all forgot I ain't new with the pen

First to five Grammy I do it again

Woo

I'm doin' me I ain't doin' no trends

Findin' myself with the music again

Difference is I don't need music to win

Soon as I drop then I'm boomin' again

Boom

Back to the crown it's the mood that I'm in

Promise ain't nobody truer than him

Will

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searchin' and questionin' lookin' for answers

Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwin' a tantrum

Hey I took my traumas and made it anthem hey