Joyner Lucas & Will Smith - Will

Back on my journey, I'm takin' my chances Searchin' and questionin', lookin' for answers Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage My inner child keeps throwin' a tantrum

Why does my ego keep holdin' me ransom? Why does my fear control me at random? Life can get ugly, but fuck it, I'm handsome

I'm 'bout to face all this shit I been runnin' from You might relate to the places I'm comin' from I been through trauma I thought I'd recover 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 hate to be the thing that people suffer from (whoo)

You cannot replicate me, I'm a one-of-one (hey) You are not one of them Damn, I forgot and there won't be another one I'm always number one After the rain, then I know that the sun'll come I see the life in the treetops I am not God, but I know I'm a son of Him You just a son of a bitch

I know exactly just what they been doin' They counted me out, but your numbers ain't showin' (whoa) I know where I've been, I don't know where I'm goin' If you wanna boat, then you better keep rowin' 'Cause I'm so way up, I might get me a Boeing (hey) 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 (whoo!)

Back on my journey, I'm takin' my chances Searchin' and questionin', lookin' for answers Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage My inner child keeps throwin' a tantrum

Ay I took my traumas and made it an anthem Ay, mm

I done came too far to hand it over I'ma keep my head up like a man supposed to I done took my punches, they was standin' over Devil want my soul, I couldn't hand it over I ain't picture-perfect, think the camera's broken I had to shut the door, they couldn't slam it on 'em How you sleepin' on me when I am a sofa? Tryna trample on me, you get tramped over

Joker's thinkin' sweet, this ain't no damn mimosa This a aerosol inside a 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 I got open wounds, ain't no Bacitracin There's a bigger world than my imagination, this is me (whoo!)

Martin Luther had a dream (dream) Joyner Lucas had a vision, I became everything I had to be (whoo!) 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 it isn't starin' back at me (why?) What it's gon' be?

Oh, y'all forgot I ain't new with the pen First hip-hop Grammy, I'll do it again (whoo!) 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 dropped, and I'm boomin' again (boom) Back to the crown is the mood that I'm in Promise ain't nobody truer than him (Will)

Back on my journey, I'm takin' my chances Searchin' and questionin', lookin' for answers Hopin' this medicine heal all the damage My inner child (Will) keep throwin' a tantrum

Ay (yeah, yeah) I took my traumas and made it an anthem Ay, mm Whoo!