Rich Travali - Big Things lyrics

[Verse 1] Get yours n***a Cuz I'mma get mine In due time Everybody gotta 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 k**as crawl And snitches call police All these n***as and street Corners everybody's like Smokin' marijuana and Snuffin' n***as in faces & startin' drama and Shootin' n***as in cold blood, just k** 'em, so what With the fo' pound go nuts Betta slow up Before you get your a** blown up n***a never gonna grow up Drinkin' the Henney But he know he gonna throw up Tryin' to make crack sales What it look like? The 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 & ride Do 105 in the fast lane And a fast pace chasin' the papas 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 [Hook] I ain't f** with you Now I'm into big things Gotta get my life together man Cuz now I'm into big things Nah, I ain't gonna rhyme wit you Cuz now I'm into big things You know I can't do that sh** no more Now I'm into big things Nah, I can't f** with you I'm into big things Nah, I ain't gonna stand on the corner I'm into big things Now the talk is 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 but Do I know where I'm goin' to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin' you Another style I'mma 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 b**hes And when y'all n***as see me blow Bet it hurt like stitches No competition I stop and twist 'em Hit 'em like a mafia proposition I'm glad y'all stopped and listen Thinkin' back to when I had not pot to piss in Look up at a n***a now Rocks are glistenin' Can't stop my mission Make anotha LP drop I'm hittin' With the new sh** exclusive No time to get caught up in a crime I ain't have sh** to do with Used to chase the hoes Now I chase the dough Is y'all b**hes gonna help me get paper? No! [Hook] [Verse 3] I go past y'all Y'all got the gla** jaw And when I hit it, admit it Y'all on ya a** y'all We on the same team You don't wanna pa** the ball Chuck and gunnin' for dough You want to score But you really don't know how to 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 sh** now You was so ill, why you never came out Where ya clique now Where you sit now In the back seat Mad cuz I flip styles And I pack heat Make you run laps Like a pro athlete An' I done that From my experiences I appear relentless Take more time Just to hear my sentence I'mma tell you what's real An' what could stop you from makin' a mil You could prevent this When n***as don't see eye to eye to you Lie to you Wanna get high wit you Want to eat food off of your labor And take food off your table Cuz 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 for forever At least to 140 Pray for me I'm tryin' to eat Like the n***as who bought Motown off Berry Gordy Good God [Outro] n***a I'm tired of games I'm into big things Gotta get my life together man Cuz now I'm into big things Now the talk is small talk Cuz 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