Lyrics

I don't know where I'm going
Wherever the wind blows me
Now God can you mold me
Into something greater
I'm far from a hater
The game is faker
The talent is falling
The lyrics are dying
The paper is burning
Nobody is listening
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more
But this music's inside me
It's fighting to leave me
But no one believes me
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more

Used to be a day
Where all I wanted to do was rap
Even further back
When all I wanted to do was scrap
I saw reality & all my wants
Were off the map
& so I packed, switched coasts
Changed the format
Nowadays I'm barely enjoying the studio
Even though I feel the flames
Burning through me though
I got a different plan
Focal point
From where I stand
I ain't a rapper no more, dude
I'm a business man
I freestyle on the phone
And it ain't gotta rhyme
Send my soldiers to war
And they cut me a dime
But I remember the time like Mike Jack
When Renard & Person
Pressed my first wax
And D-Tech had gave me
The keys to TMH
Alone in the studio, whooo
I can't wait
Apparently my Lord had something other at stake
Cause who prefers oodles of noodles over a steak
Come on

I don't know where I'm going
Wherever the wind blows me
Now God can you mold me
Into something greater
I'm far from a hater
The game is faker
The talent is falling
The lyrics are dying
The paper is burning
Nobody is listening
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more
But this music's inside me
It's fighting to leave me
But no one believes me
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more

How many times I heard
Why you ain't signed?
Girl you can spit
Or I ain't never heard of you
Who you rolling wit?
Like I ain't never did shhh
My career's half your years
I done been planted my seed
Ask about me
Get it clear
I slept on concrete or whatever it takes
Came so close to taking a walk
Just for the cheesecake
But reality tv wasn't my big break
People only see the negative
Never what's at stake
Even some fam fake
They visit when it's beneficial
Say they want you to make it
But never understand the issue
Nothings ever good enough
Now as a rapping housewife
I think twice
Do it so the fam can have a better life
Plus I'm dealing with the talks
On how my skin turned white
I'm still me
But most can't seem to get it past their sight
That's the reason why I write
So words could hit you like bullets
Every chick in the game go through it
I'm the one that's gon prove it
Believe it

I don't know where I'm going
Wherever the wind blows me
Now God can you mold me
Into something greater
I'm far from a hater
The game is faker
The talent is falling
The lyrics are dying
The paper is burning
Nobody is listening
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more
But this music's inside me
It's fighting to leave me
But no one believes me
I'm to the point that
I don't wanna rap no more