Ball Headed

I'm in a league of legends baby but this ain't no MOBA Them suckers tried to snake me they forgot that I'm a cobra They looking at me like I'm speaking Greek and in a toga I'm bout to black out on them like my liquor mixed with Soma I'm making all my quotas though I set em all myself I know how to push me way harder than anybody else Plus I'm on the counter while them losers stuck up on the shelf If I ain't got no trust for you then I will never need your help Ain't no saints and ain't no sinners I'm the man and I'm that nigga If you stuck on good and evil Then you just don't get the picture Why don't you stay in your lane and keep on brushing up on scripture Maybe then you'll figure shit out I'm just gon' get these figures I go for the whole potato don't do no small fries Ball headed like Pac baby I need all eyes I go for the whole potato don't do no small fries Ball headed like Pac baby I need all Made it to the head of the pack now I ain't going back Trust me Joe if I pump it up it's never going flat Told that bitch quit fucking for free you should be hoeing that Build up on a client list you'll have something to show for that I'm higher than a five barely moving still alive Once you smell that dodi in the air that means that I've arrived Everybody's always wrong I don't usually pick a side Not unless you holding me down then bet it I'ma ride Don't get all caught up in logic life's an anomaly I stay away from funny motherfuckers and they comedy Puffing on my broccoli plotting on a monopoly Unless your mouth is on my dick then you ain't never topping me I go for the whole potato don't do no small fries Ball headed like Pac baby I need all eyes I go for the whole potato don't do no small fries Ball headed like Pac baby I need all eyes