Feng Shui

Big bank take little bank
Money gets in the way of what you really think
Baby I'm try'na move mountains
but you would rather argue over real estate
Argue with a real one, that's a real mistake
Moving furniture, it don't create a space
Trying to plant a seed with a closed face
Trying to feel a breeze with no window gape
Cards on the table, I'm a book of spades
Truth that you seek, I'm not just a face
Clothes in the closet seen better days
I'm fresh out the water, am I still saved?
40 hours, soul devoured
Spent that bag, elation sours
But I'm chasing big dreams
Of material things
Palms glisten, tunnel vision
Glowing screens and algorithms
Cuz I don't wanna think
Bet you know what I mean
World spins as I stand in place
Dreams spinning right down the drain
I don't know what you think, but I feel a mood swing
I don't want live to pass me by, just buying shit and never try
And I see everything in front of me
Just gotta free all these thoughts that wanna get out
We got one chance to be free
So won't you come with me?