Writers Block Interlude

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Girls posting selfies on the gram
Got the angle even got the hand
Got a girl who never needs to do it
Love herself she got the upper hand
What's on the left Is sealed tight
Not something I needed overnight
Not something posted for the likes
Keep it g I tapped it more than twice
I'm tapped in
Making it slap with my back hand
Not one I trust in this gen pop
Ask them a question they'll tap dance
Need to worship hit my dog Phil up
I've been empty think I need to fill up
Album mode records need to fill up
It's crunch time I really need to sit up
Time and time again I tell myself
I know where to go to get the help
God is always there for me to lean
Promised me He's never gonna leave
Even though I leave him high and dry
I could never pray to end the night
Work too hard you know I'm way too tired
Watching tv knowing love is blind
Studio time been a waste
Writers block help me set the mood
Put a beat let me get a taste
Matter fact let me get two
Two turn to three turn to four
I don't got the drive to press record
I don't think I'm good anymore
Does anybody listen anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Ortiz, Iii
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