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writer'S blocK
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writer'S blocK was released on September 25, 2026 by SINCERELY, GOD'S FAVORITE LLC. as a part of the album writer'S blocK - Single
September 25, 2026
LabelSINCERELY, GOD'S FAVORITE LLC.
LanguageEnglish
BPM72
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Valence
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Lyrics

Yeah, okay
Right now I got writer’s block
Been sitting here since 2:30 with the notepad just trying to jot something down but
Fuck, I just can’t think of nothing
Alright, let’s try it again
Yeah, okay
Right now I got writer’s block
Been sitting here since 2:30
With the notepad just trying to jot
Something down that I like a lot
But it’s way too many people here
I need a quiet spot to sit and think
Or maybe I just need a different beat
Nah, fuck that
Pouring out my soul I was poor back in the ’O’
Tears was pouring when we lost the bro, but
Ahh, I’m not using that weak ass flow, ****
Let’s try this…
Maybe I should talk about the break up
And all money that I spent and all the self-esteem that I let her take from me
And all the really real trust issues that I developed from the fake love
I mean, how the fuck you make loyalty feel like something I should be ashamed of?
How you cry to me about betrayal and then you just turn around and do the same stuff, ****?
Or should I talk about the streets?
And tell ’em ’bout the nights when I stealing DoorDash orders just to eat?
This pen is running out of ink
And I got 30 minutes ’til we leave, fuck
Engineer just hit record, ****
I’ma spit it off the top of the head like we did in the Honda Accord, ****
I never cared about a window of opportunity I kick down the door, ****
How the fuck I stand on business with **** that love me then fell for a whore, ****?
Cheating while I was on tour, ****?
And now I’m up you want to jump on my dick
The words are coming to me now
It’s like I’m rubbing the clit
When y’all **** needed some bread, what did I do? Pulled out the oven and mitts
It’s a lot of words that can describe the climb to the top but luck isn’t it
I came from the mud, how could I forget?
It’s a couple things that sit on my mind
Just got the news that my cousin just died
He left me a text and I didn’t reply
Was probably too busy or preoccupied
Handling business and checking off goals
Frivolous spending on bitches and clothes
I’m so afraid that these boundaries and this discernment I’m learning is turning me cold
But being kind kind of ruined my life
Can someone out there give me truthful advice?
’Cause so many things been going left
I can’t really tell if I been doing this right
Decision making ain’t my strong suit
Was that record deal I signed the wrong move?
I saw Michelle last month
She looks happy dawg
Who the fuck did she move on to?
I mean damn…
Okay, I need a chorus now
A chorus like—you know
Something they can sing along to
Something that can make ’em feel something
Like the Drake songs do, like…
Hm, okay, yeah I like that
Let’s try that
Look…
All of my opps got a lot in common
With the writer’s block ’cause
They be trying to block me
They be trying to stop me
But can’t nobody stop me
Writer’s Block Papi
I wrote it on the block
Wrote it on the block
Wrote it on the block
God wrote this story ’bout a **** from the block
From the block
From the block
God wrote this story ’bout a **** from the…
Written by: Nathaniel Bielefeld
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