Big Sean & Hit-Boy - Into It lyrics

[Intro: Nas & Big Sean] Absolutely (Absolutely) Type of sh*t, ni**a hit you up ni**a see what you doin' Got the nerve to ask me, "What you been up to?" (What?) Man, you know what I've been up to (b*tch) What you expect? Forever and ever, homie, forever and ever Skin glowin', straight up (Trapadix, Trapadix, Hit-Boy) [Chorus] She want me alone She wanna get intimate, intimate (Intimate) I run through the plays like it's Broadway Except this scene got not end to it (Run it) I run through the plays just like an instrument Swear, I get way too into it (Run it) I'm not done with this sh*t 'til it's done, lil' b*tch And that's just the sentimеnt (Yeah) Into it, into it, I'm gettin' way too into it (Into it, into it) Into it, into it, ni**as be askin' for morе than they give to it [Verse 1] Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up) old flame and she want rekindlin' I almost answered the call until I remembered why I had ended it Five-second rule (Five) That's how much time every decision get (Ooh) My crib got a gym in it, built like Olympian Runnin' Mulholland and Michigan (Runnin') I love that pussy, almost as much as my businesses (For real) And hearin' my ni**as is innocent (For real) And makin' sure they life story full of all commas, ni**a, period (Period) Success, I dap up the ref I still got no tats but she inked my name on her flesh (Yeah) What you expect? The realest that she ever met (Ever) Digital signatures, I just signed a multi right over text (Ms) The difference between, I'm living in the now, you claimin' you next You just some lil' sh*t that's under the carpet I already swept Clearly, I'm an example of when all of the dots connect Look at my roster (Look), ni**a, I'm critical with the selects At dinner, I'm eatin' baguettes, neck full of baguettes I ain't miss a b*tch, I ain't skip a step (Yeah, yeah) It's all in the genes (Yeah), you ain't gotta guess (Yeah) The team is in unison, everything mesh We ball like the Mets, phew And I'm gettin' into it, into it (Into it, into it, into it) She confess that she love me, I know that it's genuine (Whoa, I know) Headlock, headshot, leave your vest out (Grrr) When I step up, stepped down Foot on necks, can't leave no steps out (I can't) fu*k that Scat Pack, my b*tch bring SRTs and Hellcats out (Swerve) They was waitin' for my fall off, but they all fell back now sh*t is tremendous, come to your senses Pay what you owe, I'm out of extensions I can see through all the hidden agendas (Woo) Multiple colors inside of the pendant (Woo) That sh*t done cost me like two or three Benzes (Woah) I gave your album like two or three listens (Woah) Honestly, that sh*t a way better frisbee (Woah) Came through the exit and still made an entrance (Yeah) [Chorus] And I'm gettin' into it, into it (Into it, into it) She want me alone She wanna get intimate, intimate (Want me alone) I'ma run through the plays like it's Broadway Except the scene got not end to it (Run it) I run through the plays just like an instrument Swear, I get way too into it (Run it) [Beat Switch] [Verse 2] I'm gettin' into it, I had to commit to it (Yeah) Don't take me out the game if I'm injured and I'm hurt (Hurt) Just know I'ma limp through it, and I'll just get through it I'ma win through it (Through it) Political how the industry is If you don't have connections, yeah, you might get a shot But that's like pullin' up half-court to shoot while the rim movin' (Hol' up) But I sink it anyway, why? 'Cause I been provin' (Damn) You can tell who chosen and who do it for influence The baddest done been fluent And I know their vibes and energy is a language all on its own, and I been fluent If I hold a conversation with you for longer than five minutes Guaranteed, I'm droppin' wisdom and gems through it (Gems) Success ain't success if you can't put your friends to it (No) Everything is flaws if you put the right lens to it (Uh-huh) People who go through the worse and ain't learn sh*t What's the point even bein' through it? (Yeah) And it's no ends to it Even when they drop the casket, and I'm into it, it's still no end to it