J Cole - Writers Block Lyrics

[Intro: Bingx]
Panera Bread serves more than just bread, Dyllyn!
Hahahahahaha
Yo, Bingx, yeah

[Verse 1: Bingx]
The first time I had writer's block, we had just broke up, I was all coked up
Real cocaine, no soda, just me and my straw, I was snorting all kind of rocks
Time to stop, I was looking at my life through the highs and drops, gas pedal, no time to stop
Fuck a brake 'cause I couldn't catch one if I ever slowed down long enough for my eye to drop
It's like, dang, I used to be the man with a plan, used to be about things
Now it's all bad, I don't know where I stand, plus I lost that momentum that would bring about things
I'mma even out things, [?] string [?] togethеr, tryna meditate until I bring thoughts togethеr
I got a metaphor spittin' acapellas, and see, y'all don't know a thing about me
Gimme my motivation I need and nobody waiting for me to get motivated but me
People used to get motivated by me, motivated by things that I write on this page, get motivated by Bingx
Now I'm fighting this block, writing like tying a knot, crushing the lines that I rock, shit that I hide in my sock
All of a sudden me putting up the lines that I rock, leave me that I dropped in servin' up [?]
Man, this is not what I came for, boy, hearin' from my pops, "That is not what you aim for, boy"
Aimin' for the top if you aim at all, [?], what you pray for, boy?
Pray for your boy, what a aim it'll get ya, [?], better make that a mission
'Cause you can make all the riches in the world, when you die, can't take that with ya
Make it go a long way, yep, headed for the top, rock bottom be the wrong way
And it's been a long day, finna be a long way 'til I hit the top rocking with a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block, yeah, said I got a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block, said I got a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block, rocking with a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block
[Verse 2: Neema]
Yeah, it's writer's block, writer's block
Neema!
Writer's block, I pray that I go to heaven, I woke up feeling like I gotta go and get it
Haters on the internet, but I'm just chilling on the block getting money, smoking cigarettes
This nicotine, it got me seeing things and you can talk about me, baby, it just showing that you missing me
Talk about me, girl, you fronting, and to think I used to love you
All good a week ago and now it's nothing, it's never nothing 'cause my roster got dimes, yeah, it's something
[?], [?], yeah, I took all my feelings and numbed it
I believe in myself and I'm all for that love shit
I believe in myself and I'm all for that love shit

[Bridge: Ryan Caraveo]
I right my wrongs, I write 'em down
I sit in silence, I like the sound
I try to say this the perfect way
First, I'm satisfied, then I burn the page
I right my wrongs, I write 'em down
I sit in silence, I like the sound
I try to say this the perfect way
First, I'm satisfied, then, I burn the page

[Verse 3: Ryan Caraveo]
Y'all call this writer's block, but let's keep this simple and plain
It's just feeling ashamed to tell you what I'm feeling 'cause what if you ain't feeling the same?
So that lie gets to fill in the blank
Got a picture to paint but can't find a thousand words to fill in the frame
And the will to refrain from killing my brain gets lost so I try to get high but the ceiling remains
Truth is, I ain't well, a little bipolar, if you can't tell
One minute, everything's all love, mext minute, it's fuck everything else
First, I feel high like ozone, but then I feel down like oh, no
'Cause I'm losing sleep while I loop these beats and it's all for people I don't know
But then I say they ain't who I do this for, wrote fourteen bars, got two to go
So I tap my foot while the music goes
And I'm biting down on my cuticles
Gave my girl her cue to go
'Cause she believes that I lose control
'Cause I spend my money on a studio
And I never hang out, gotta do these shows
Didn't pay my bill, can't use the phone
No gas in the tank, no food at home
But I love this shit more than you would know
And that sacrifice is so beautiful, yeah
[Outro: Bingx & Ryan Caraveo]
Yeah, said I got a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block
Said I got a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block
Rocking with a strong faith
Even when I got writer's block
I right my wrongs (I right my wrongs)
I write 'em down (I write 'em down)
I sit in silence (I sit in silence)
I like the sound (I like the sound)
I try to say this (I try to say this)
The perfect way (The perfect way)
First, I'm satisfied
Then, I burn the page
I right my wrongs
I write 'em down (I write 'em down)
I sit in silence (I sit in silence)
I like the sound (I like the sound)
I try to say this
The perfect way (The perfect way)
First, I'm satisfied
Then, I burn the page, like (Then, I burn the page)