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 goin'
Where I'll end up at
I just don't know

I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed away from the bogus, 'till his rise began
Pillies stacked, his grand played the brokest
'Till he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin'
Track stunnin', fame singin', his name ringin'
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, eight-five-oh
Jet-black tint, still, they might know
Who the cat controllin' the strings of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie starrin' 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? Yeah
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know?

Shorty was banging, singing, hanging with cats who move bricks
Heard she do backflips for niggas who stack chips
Suck for dough, now she fuck for bills up in Buffalo
Real g's makin' her back swell
Only giving head to those niggas who rapped well
Owned a black cell, flip it, sippin' on Whitman Cool Mints
Rumors spread, half a g she took, six or more
Two bagged up, four went raw
Back of her mind countin' up the big score
Violators from the door, she lookin' 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? (Yeah)
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? (Yeah)
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know?

Hard to cope with all these niggas
And dope whips with cash flow
Motherfuckers that gotta flash gold to bag hoes
They not nice, six hundred circle the block twice
In they rollies, they rock ice to get they hit on
Bitches dyin' to get on, suck a dick to get shit on
Don't understand they playin' 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 wanna spill myself to feel the thrill myself
And since I can't be a player, wanna kill myself, trust

Do you know where you're going to? (Yeah)
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you, do you know? Yeah, yeah

I've been on this road for a long time now (yeah)
At times, it seems like the road is never gonna end
On this road, there's a lotta hills and mountains (yeah)
Peaks and valleys
Even a lotta potholes on this road (do you know?)
It's never smooth on the road of life (yeah)
I don't know where I'm going
I just know where I wanna end up at

Do you know where you're going to? (Lord, can you help me get there?)
Do you like the things that life is showing you? (Please, let me get there)
Where are you going to? Do you know?
Do you know where you're going to? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Do you know? Oh
I wanna know
Do you know? Yeah, yeah, oh

Where are you going to? Do you know?
Do you know?
Do you know where you're going to? (Do you know?)
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you, do you know? Yeah, yeah