Writer’s Block Starlito

[Intro]
Ooh
Yeah
I'ma just call this "Writer's Block"
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Quarter million in invoices, I'm hearing voices
Gotta live with my friends' choices, can't endorse it
We was supposed to bend twin Porsches and then—
Eatin' oysters, meetin' lawyers
Me and the streets divorcing
One-man army, no reinforcement
Dodgin' karma from three abortions
Thuggin' so hard like we enjoyed it
Forty-five on me like twenty-three and Jordan
Paper longer than Pippen's arms, wingspan
Came up with a whole team full of shooters, but we ain't playin'
Throw it up, I took off from the block like Steve Francis
Fronted us, so he thought he could tax it, so we ain't pay him
That was my first advance, fuck it, it's worth a chance
From dead broke to up, had to count 'til I hurt my hand
Shorty had broke my heart, was a while 'fore I heard again
If I did, I don't remember shit, I was on several Xans
That was the darkest times