Nas - Big Things Lyrics
(verse 1)Get yours niggaCuz imma get mineIn due timeEverybody gotta shineGet yours, I spray ninesI say this one timeThe last time, I swear to yallIm from whereThe dope fiends is atAnd killas crawlAnd snitches call policeAll these niggas and streetCorners everybodys likeSmokin marijuana andSnuffin niggas in faces & startin drama andShootin niggas in cold blood, just kill em, so whatWith the fo pound go nutsBetta slow upBefore you get your ass on upNigga never gonna grow upDrinkin the henneyBut her know he gonna throw upTryin to make crack salesWhat it look like? the future for a black maleDont want to make my momma cryOn a front page for a homicideFly whips, all I wanted to driveWhere chicks get blunted & rideDo 105 in the fast laneAnd a fast pace chasin the papasSpendin chips on big chainsAnd the dimes that give brainsThat was a 80s and 90s thingNow Im into big things(1st chorus)I aint ***** with youNow Im into big thingsGotta get my life together manCuz now Im into big thingsNah, I aint gonna rhyme wit youCuz now Im into big thingsYou know I cant do that shit no moreNow Im into big thingsNah, I cant ***** with youIm into big thingsNah, I aint gonna stand on the cornerIm into big thingsNow the talk is small talkIm into big thingsIm into big thingsThe big thingsThe big things(verse 2)When I started thisAll I wanted was cars and cribsLike other rap artists butDo I know where Im goin to?Can I forget when I came from?I be showin youAnother style imma flow for youCan I make somethin wildI can throw for you, flow for youMake it bi-coastalTake it to heightsThat some of yall cant come close to?Some of yallWant to talk like hoesWorse than *****esAnd when yall niggas see me blowBet it hurt like stitchesNo competitionI stop and twist emHit em like a mafia propositionIm glad yall stopped and listenThinkin back to when I had not pot to piss inLook up at a nigga nodRocks are glisteninCant stop my missionMake anotha lp dropIm hittinWith the new shit exclusiveNo time to get caught up in a crimeI aint have shit to do withUsed to chase the hoesNow I chase the doughIs yall *****es gonna help me get paper?No!(1st chorus)(verse 3)I go past yallYall got the glass jarAnd when I hit it, admit itYall on yall ass yallWe on the same teamYou dont wanna pass the ballChuck and gun up the doughYou want to scoreBut you really dont want to ballI put you onIt was me that introduced you to wealthCrossin meIs like shootin yourselfWanna blow so fast now do it yourselfYou aint shit nowYou was so ill, why you never came outWhere ya clique nowWhere you sit nowIn the back seatMad cuz I flip stylesAnd I pack heatMake you run lapsLike a pro athleteAn I done that>from my experiencesI appear relentlessTake more timeJust to hear my sentenceImma tell you whats realAn what could stop you from makin a milYou could prevent thisWhen niggas dont see eye to eye to youLie to youWanna get high wit youWant to eat food off of your laborAnd take food off your tableCuz they dont see your visionDont understand your missionIs to make historyWhile you hereHow long you plan on livinNot for foreverAt least to 140Pray for meIm tryin to eatLike the niggas who boughtMotown on berry gordyGood god(2nd chorus)Nigga Im tired of gamesIm into big thingsGotta get my life together manCuz now Im into big thingsNow the talk is small talkCuz now Im into big thingsIm into big thingsThe big thingsThe big thingsMan we already did thatNow Im into big thingsNo time to get sidetrackedNow Im into big thingsGet money now besides thatSome more big thingsIm into big thingsThe big thingsThe big things
