Things - Oddisee

Things, on my mind when I wake up

Things, all my time try to take up

If I could save up money like worry

I’d be a rich man but sorrow would plague much

I done made up the fiction that I’m a centre of a system causing the day rust

Center stage and a monologue play of

me in the audience, all in my make up

What a view when it’s all for the show

assuming that I’m doing what you already know

I think I’m in the middle of a palm heavy globe everybody trying to steal what

I already own

But oh in this life we are all but alone,

the feeling that you are is a problem, condone

Just sunlight hit the spotlight that we hold like it’s one light that we cuff

tight 'til it’s gone

One candle on the cake trying to take it,

Souls set sail on the race trying to take wind

We are all faves in the chips that we placing,

better build self anybody else cave in

So I’m holding onto pressure like it’s all mine

that ain’t sweat it’s just the way I keep the floor shined

Everybody queued up in the long grind

thinking that we next in the short line

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, I got

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

I want a lot more things

Biggie tried to tell me what a lot more bring

A headstrong man would take a lot more strain

seeing pleasure in the presence of a lot more pain

It’s like I’m in the plot of a horror flick scene

and I’ma run towards where I thought I heard screams

Cause things draw me like a self portrait

blank paper trying to fill it with a lot more green

Cause things make life

and a life worth living is a life worth giving to a fight for dreams

When your schemes matter more than the next man’s

and the next man’s matter more than the rest and

we all forget that we are not all things

So I’ma take time in the line, all those behind me can chill

but if I was last I’d probably be the first one to whine, for real

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, I got

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

We going through it

They going through it

Us going through it

You going through it

We going through it

They going through it

Us going through it

You going through it

We just want to matter more tryna be the matador in the pit of bull

Tryna gather our status to the masses looking at the glass like that’s pitiful

I ain’t seein' what you seein' cause your problems ain’t my problems how you

solve 'em really I don’t even care

Puttin' pressure on the shoulders that ain’t really there,

but I know you see it when you stare

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, I got

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah

Things I’m going through, yeah