Common Sense

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William Robertson

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I was eleven when I started working
Thirsting for money wanting to live like them other kids did
So I spent every single day working at the street market
For this guy, let's call him Tommy
And Tommy was like an older brother
Almost a father figure
He taught me everything 'bout life and even introduced me to rap
Matter of fact he's the reason I even started to rap
Cause he would spend every single day talking 'bout
Biggie and Pac, Fifty and Nas
Talking who's wack and who's not
And so through glorification, yeah I started to jot
Even though out of those four greats three were shot
And out of those three, two got got
I didn't think much of it
My mind was on the profit
Through five years working with Tommy
I realised that that life just wasn't for me
I couldn't work for no one
Had to be my own boss, doing my own thing
But slaving for pay showed me the way
Paving the way to a freer mind
Cause through these hard times I gained respect for the hustle
And people who struggle on the streets, it's a jungle
So I stayed out of trouble
Instead double down on the hustle and grind
Hard times illuminated my mind with a mindset
That didn't align with how they saw it
Unconfined, you gotta watch it
Cause they off the prophets if they can make a profit of it
Yeah they off the prophets if they can make a profit of it
Two choices; either go to school or the army
I'm always questioning the things tryna charm me
I see just how the arms be twisted
And I'm way too gifted not to be lifted
So f*ck if I'm ever giving in
A life spent doing something you hate is not a life worth living
So I'm going all in, paying homage to the greats
Doing whatever it takes, no matter what's at stake
Working every minute of every day
I obsess about it, passion turned purpose
I don't go a minute without it
I go to sleep and I dream about it
In my dreams I scream about it
It's like I can't breath without it
And you can't doubt it
Know you hear the conviction in my voice
Ride or die, my mind just leaves me no other choice
Only feel peace when I'm gripping this pen
So f*ck a break I feel better at work
I've tried to right my wrongs
But now I write my wrongs
With these confessions on these songs
Thinking bout where I am from, where I have gone, where I belong
Outdone the rest now among the best is where I belong
And I couldn't care less whether you think it's right or wrong
Shit, you think I do this for you?
Man I do this for myself, it's me, myself and I
To me it's like therapy, the only way I get by
So I just write what I would've liked
Fight who I wanna fight
Despite your opinions on if its wrong or right
And if you don't like it then it just aint for you
Man shut the f*ck up I aint taking nothing from you
Cause they hate if you believe in yourself
And they hate if you got a message to tell
Like what the f*ck is up with that?
Quit projecting your own limitations
Sit your bitch ass down and do some contemplation
Another persons success does not diminish your own
Instead may I suggest
You let that shit inspire you to start building your own throne
And you would think it's common sense
But common sense in not that common

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