Sangtekst: P Diddy Puff Daddy. Do You Know?.

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
Phillies 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

Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0
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 goin' 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 goin' to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know?

Shorty was brimmin', singin'
Hangin' with cats who move bricks
Heard she do backflips for niggaz who stack chips
Suck for dough now she fuck for Bills up in Buffalo

Real G's makin' her back swell
Only givin' head to those niggaz 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 my 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 goin' 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 goin' to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know?

Hard to cope with all these niggaz and dope whips
Cash flow, motherfuckers that gotta 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 dyin' to get on, suck a dick or get shit on
Don't understand they playin' wit' 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 playa 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 goin' to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you, do you know? Yeah

I been on this road for a long time now
At time it seems like the road is never gonna end
On this road there's a lotta 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 wanna end up at

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

Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know? Yeah, do you know?
Do you know? Yeah

Where are you going to? Do you know?
Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Do you know? Yeah