Big Things

By Nas

On I Am...

Released on April 6, 1999

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[Verse 1]

Get yours, nigga, 'cause I'ma get mine in due time

Everybody'll shine, get yours, I spray nines

I say this one time, the last time, I swear to y'all

I'm from where the dope fiends is at

And killers crawl and snitches call police

On these niggas, and street corners everybody's like

Smokin' marijuana and snuffin' niggas in faces and startin' drama

And shootin' niggas, cold blood, just kill 'em, so what?

With the fo' pound, go nuts

Better slow up before you get your ass sewn up

Nigga never gon' grow up

Drinkin' the Henny but he know he gon' throw up

Tryin' to make crack sales, what it look like, future for a black male?

Don't want to make my momma cry, on a front page for a homicide

Fly whips, all I wanted to drive, where chicks get blunted and ride

Do 105 in the fast lane and a fast pace

Chasin' the papes, spendin' chips on big chains

And the dimes that give brains, that was a 80's and 90's thing

Now I'm into big things


[Chorus]

Nah, I ain't fuckin' with you

Now I'm into big things

Gotta get my life together, man

'Cause now I'm into big things

Nah, I ain't gon' ride with you

'Cause now I'm into big things

Nah, I can't do that shit no more

Now I'm into big things

Nah, I can't fuck with you

I'm into big things

Nah, I ain't gon' stand on no corners

I'm into big things

Tired of talkin' small talk

I'm into big things

I'm into big things

The big things

The big things


[Verse 2]

When I started this, all I wanted was cars and cribs

Like other rap artists is but do I know where I'm goin' to?

Can I forget where I come from?

I be showin' you another style I'ma flow for you

Can I make somethin' wild I can throw for you, flow for you

Make it bi-coastal, take it to heights that some of y'all can't come close to?

Some of y'all want to talk like hoes, worse than bitches

And when y'all niggas see me blow, bet it hurt like stitches

No competition, I stop and twist 'em

Hit 'em like a mafia proposition

I rap, y'all stop and listen

Thinkin' back to when I had no pot to piss in

Look up at a nigga now, rocks that glisten

Can't stop my mission, make another LP drop

I'm hittin' with the new shit, exclusive

No time to get caught up in a crime I ain't have shit to do with

Used to chase the hoes, now I chase the dough

Is y'all bitches gonna help me get paper?

No!


[Chorus]

Nah, I ain't fuckin' with you

Now I'm into big things (ill)

Gotta get my life together, man (uh huh)

'Cause now I'm into big things (big things)

Nah, I ain't gon' ride with you (nah not no more)

'Cause now I'm into big things (fuck y'all)

You know I can't do that shit no more (why?)

Now I'm into big things

Nah, I can't fuck with you (why?)

I'm into big things

Nah, I ain't gon' stand on no corners (why's that?)

I'm into big things (uh)

Tired of talkin' small talk

I'm into big things

I'm into big things

The big things

The big things


[Verse 3]

I go past y'all (uh-huh), y'all got the glass jaw (uh-huh)

And when I hit it, admit it, y'all on your ass, y'all (uh-huh)

We on the same team, you don't wanna pass the ball

Chuck and gunnin' for dough

You want to score but you really don't know how to ball

I put you on, it was me that introduced you to wealth

Crossin' me is like shootin' yourself, wanna blow so fast, now do it yourself

You ain't shit now

You was so ill, why you never came out?

Where ya clique now?

Where you sit now? In the back seat

Mad 'cause I flip styles and I pack heat

Make you run laps like a pro athlete

And I done that

From my experiences, I appear relentless

Take more time just to hear my sentence

I'ma tell you what's real and what could stop you from makin' a mil'

You could prevent this

When niggas don't see eye to eye to you

Lie to you, wanna get high with you

Want to eat food off of your labor

And take food off your table

'Cause they don't see your vision, don't understand your mission

Is to make history while you here

How long you plan on livin'?

Not forever, at least to 140

Pray for me, I'm tryin' to eat

Like the niggas who bought Motown off Berry Gordy

Good God


[Chorus]

Nigga, I'm tired of games

I'm into big things

Gotta get my life together, man

'Cause now I'm into big things

Tired of talkin' small talk

'Cause now I'm into big things

I'm into big things

The big things

The big things

Man, we already did that

Now I'm into big things

No time to get sidetracked

Now I'm into big things

Get money now besides that

Some more big things

I'm into big things

The big things

The big things