Yea, yea, (clears throat) yea
Uh- Now I was dreaming about a deal at the age of 13
I was feinin for the meals, I aint talking Burger King
Some of my n***** in the Ville all they did was serve feins
f*** scales, I had skills all day rehearsing
Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they f****** surfing
Hold up now dont get it twisted, I aint hating do your thing
I was like the young Simba couldn't wait to be the king
Now n**** its the Prince, hoped over the fence where the grass way greener, look at shortys a** way meaner
Something like Serena mixed with Trina, have you seen her?
She fine enough to be Miss Howard, word to Adeena
My money like a senior watch it graduate
Now it's time to eat Im letting all my n***** grab a plate
Gravitate to real s***, stay away from phony
These n***** heard about me now they acting like they know me
Keep on saying
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there ain't no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there ain't no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There ain't no telling
Can't tell you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Verse 2
Pardon the interruption; a proper introduction is necessary when your s*** is legendary
Man, greedy n***** wouldn't let me in the cafeteria
Cuz the ain't believe, suddenly they Presbyterian
The hoes is librarians, they looking me up
She got a Jones like Marion, she licking me up
Then we cut, look how she say my name
I got her moaning J. cole, they used to say Jermaine
I never change, I'm like a corpse in a coffin, 6 feet, s**** deep
I was low, just a dolla and some hoe fixed me
Cuz I was broke plus the weed that I would smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems disappear like Ron Mercier
I'm a star, Conversers , conversing with them girls, with them curves like cursive
They open like curtains because my s*** is unheard of like curses on the radio
Same b****** used to play me though
Now they yelling-
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there ain't no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there ain't no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There ain't no telling
Cant tell you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Verse 3
I left the city for a minute but its still on my back
Told my n*****, Ay Im fena put the Ville on the map-Ill be back
And Im coming with a deal and a plaque
Cuz Im ill b****, they couldnt make a pill for the rap
Pouring liquor for my n***** that were killed, send em back
Came home s*** is real n***** still in the trap
Hold up now dont get it twisted if you slang do your thang
Me Im like a young Simba I cant wait to be the king
Witness the dream
Strait out that Carolina water I was brought up
In the city where the skinny n***** trynna be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny n***** trynna hit their daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her momma never caught us
What they taught us men them bad b****** only want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes wanna guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. know what I mean?
And I-I-I put you on the team
Men this life is but a dream
And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a f****** rap star
Chorus
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there aint no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there aint no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There aint no telling
Cant tell you where Im going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there aint no telling
Uh- Now I was dreaming about a deal at the age of 13
I was feinin for the meals, I aint talking Burger King
Some of my n***** in the Ville all they did was serve feins
f*** scales, I had skills all day rehearsing
Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they f****** surfing
Hold up now dont get it twisted, I aint hating do your thing
I was like the young Simba couldn't wait to be the king
Now n**** its the Prince, hoped over the fence where the grass way greener, look at shortys a** way meaner
Something like Serena mixed with Trina, have you seen her?
She fine enough to be Miss Howard, word to Adeena
My money like a senior watch it graduate
Now it's time to eat Im letting all my n***** grab a plate
Gravitate to real s***, stay away from phony
These n***** heard about me now they acting like they know me
Keep on saying
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there ain't no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there ain't no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There ain't no telling
Can't tell you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Verse 2
Pardon the interruption; a proper introduction is necessary when your s*** is legendary
Man, greedy n***** wouldn't let me in the cafeteria
Cuz the ain't believe, suddenly they Presbyterian
The hoes is librarians, they looking me up
She got a Jones like Marion, she licking me up
Then we cut, look how she say my name
I got her moaning J. cole, they used to say Jermaine
I never change, I'm like a corpse in a coffin, 6 feet, s**** deep
I was low, just a dolla and some hoe fixed me
Cuz I was broke plus the weed that I would smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems disappear like Ron Mercier
I'm a star, Conversers , conversing with them girls, with them curves like cursive
They open like curtains because my s*** is unheard of like curses on the radio
Same b****** used to play me though
Now they yelling-
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there ain't no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there ain't no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There ain't no telling
Cant tell you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Verse 3
I left the city for a minute but its still on my back
Told my n*****, Ay Im fena put the Ville on the map-Ill be back
And Im coming with a deal and a plaque
Cuz Im ill b****, they couldnt make a pill for the rap
Pouring liquor for my n***** that were killed, send em back
Came home s*** is real n***** still in the trap
Hold up now dont get it twisted if you slang do your thang
Me Im like a young Simba I cant wait to be the king
Witness the dream
Strait out that Carolina water I was brought up
In the city where the skinny n***** trynna be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny n***** trynna hit their daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her momma never caught us
What they taught us men them bad b****** only want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes wanna guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. know what I mean?
And I-I-I put you on the team
Men this life is but a dream
And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a f****** rap star
Chorus
[Chorus]
Where you going n****?- s***, there aint no telling
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there aint no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going n****, going n****?-There aint no telling
Cant tell you where Im going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, hello to the top
Ay, where you going n****?- Ay, there aint no telling