Then there are the times in my life
When I feel trapped
Feel there's no way out
No escape
To be honest, I don't know where my life is going
Where I'll end up
I just don't know

I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed away from the bogus, til his rise began
Phillies stacked his grand, played the brokest
Til he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat coming
Track stunning, fame singing, his name ringing
Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild
Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot
He dream, visualize, plot and scheme
Got the cream legally without the beam
With your fire eye drive slow, 8, 5, 0
Jet black tint still, they might know
Who the cat controlling the strings of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie starring me, so far

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know
Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know

Shorty was brimming, singing, hanging with cats who move bricks
Heard she do backflips, for players who stack chips
Suck for dough, now she freak for Bills up in Buffalo
Real G's making her back swell
Only giving head to those players who rapped well
Owned a black cell, flip it, sipping on Whitman cool mints
Rumors spread, half a G she took, six or more
Two bagged up, four went raw
Back of my mind counting up the big score
Violators from the door, she looking up from the floor
Sore from all the pain her body couldn't ignore
So far from pure, rotten to the core
Either or, for sure, trapped inside the world of a whore

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know

Hard to cope with, all these players and dope whips
With cash flow, mother freakers that got to flash gold
To bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the block twice
In they Roleys they rock ice, to get they hit on
Bitches dying to get on, suck a dick or get it on
Don't understand they playing with it
Players get these bitches open and let they man hit it
Fuck that, you can trust that, if I had a gun
I'd release slugs black and bust back
See how these players love that, to the point where
I can't take it, I'm a player hater, I can't fake it
I want to spill myself, to feel the thrill myself
And since I can't be a player, want to kill myself, trust

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know

I been on this road for a long time now
At time it seems like the road is never going to end
On this road there's a lot of hills and mountains
Peaks and valleys
Even a lot of potholes on this road
It's never smooth on the road of life
I don't know where I'm going
I just know where I want to end up at

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know

Lord, can you help me get there
Please let me get there

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to, do you know