Writer's Block Re-Up

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Landalin

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I'm up late, tryna wrestle with this writer's block
Frustrated, crossin' over every other line I jot
Perfectionism such a lethal weapon, double-sided
I mean I finally did an album still they undecided
I mean he cool, do he really think he gonna make it
Only time he ever snap is on a Snap, hella-faded
Besides the fact most cats will fake it til they make it
He need a break fast, tryna get the juice and bacon
Ain't no tellin' where I'm finna take it
But I'm dedicated, makin' sure that all my moves are calcuIated
Nine years spittin', still feel like I'm underrated
I might've hesitated, still the hunger unabated
I was told to dumb my lyrics down on occasion
Mumble through some club records so a DJ play 'em
Or lie to women on a single like I'm tryna save 'em
While gettin' pimped by the industry until they fade 'em
Writer's block re-up, aye
I guess I gotta get some shit off my chest right nah, nah
I swear this life been kickin' my ass
Thank God for this pen and this pad
Bring it back right nah, nah, nah
I mean I used to think the shit was what I wanted
I was force-fed an image and the stigma was to flaunt it
Well, to be honest I'm broke as a bad promise
No bein' modest, shoes dirty but the flow is polished
Dropped outta college then I started droppin' knowledge
Just tryna take a turn of phrase so I can turn a profit
Don't get it twisted, I spit it if I don't make a dime
I'm just tryna light the city up so they can shine
But in the meantime, study from a recline
Seem like common decency is steady on a decline
I wish that we could cut the shit out like it's benign
But Imma keep it positive, I'm tryna live it divine
You ain't a friend if you take advantage
Never be the boss if you never manage
Lately I been feelin' my generation switchin'-up in a panic
While I'm tryna write another clever punchline, damnit
This that writer's block re-up, aye
I guess I gotta get some shit off my chest right nah, nah
I swear this life been kickin' my ass
Thank God for this pen and this pad
Bring it back right nah, nah, nah
Generation wannabe-a-thug, rappers are bugs
Caught in the web, thinkin' it's love
Like everybody with a Soundcloud thinkin' they got sound clout
That shit's amazing to me
And if I really had to be honest man, I'm sick of bein' modest
I been under that pressure like Logic, that can make a diamond polished
Ok cool we got it, got it, boy I been 'bout it, 'bout it
Ever since I was 15, swore to God my shit clean
Back when I was kickin' back in study hall, seventh period
Potential furious, switchin' up the flows, I got a myriad
Pickin' apart them verses before I slipped in them curses
Thinkin' like I'm 'bout to put 'em in hurses boy
I had that vibedelic hype shit crankin' through yo aux cords
Then I fast forward, then I got that Cavity for 'em
I'm in my own top five screamin' f*ck ya forum
Life's a movie, thank God they reopened the Forum
This that writer's block re-up (Writer's block re-up, aye)
I guess I gotta get some shit off my chest right nah, nah
I swear this life been kickin' my ass
Thank God for this pen and this pad
Bring it back right nah, nah, nah (Yeaaah)

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