Lil' Sneezy - Big Yung Lyrics

Legend has it that when a rapper reaches hip hop perfection
Their soul ascends to rap heaven
And there, in Tupac's celestial halls
They feast with the likes of Biggie and J Dilla
Many rappers desire a seat in the land of eternal rhymes
Where the streets are made of Benjamins
And the women all be fine
But only the best can ascend
And this album is my entrance exam
Wow, I budgeted way too much time for this intro
That's embarassing

Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Too fly can't see me
Out playin' Parcheesi
Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Blind people can't see me
Big Yung, big yung, big yung Lil Sneezy

Who's meezy?
My name is lil Sneezy
Pleasy excuse meezy
If it's a lil cheesy
Gettin' my fill, easy peasy
You queasy and wheezy
When you see me
Haters tryna seize me
But they freezin' like a freezy
Killin' da quill widda little tickle
Feelin' for real like a dill pickle
Million in bills, and a little nickel
Still I'm so chill like an icicle
Greazy and sleazy and ill
The easiest, breeziest skill
The gun-squeeziest kills
Bees kneesiest, geez Louise
So yung, so big
So fly, can ya dig
Yo, I don't even smoke cigs
Cuz I go, grab 'em all, eat 'em whole like a pig
Who you think you is boy
Who you think you be
S N E E Z Y I E
And my high five fee
Costin' 55 g's
Oh my, oh me, but dat wi-fi free

Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Too fly can't see me
Out playin' Parcheesi
Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Blind people can't see me
Big Yung, big yung, big yung Lil Sneezy

Best calves in the game
Best calves in the game
When these ladies see my calves
Youda think they gone insane
See my calves, you ashamed
Cuz I'm in my own lane
And I'm in my own lane
Cuz I'm riding on a train
And I'm taking it back to the pack
Back to the back of the track
I'm attacking the hacks-

Yo. This is the ballad of Lil' Sneezy
Growing up in hardship
Struggling to get ahead
How it go
Growing up
Rough and tumble and tough
Streets was never enough
And by streets I mean a private street
A private driveway
Took the highway
To the private school
In the projects like papier-mâché
Actin' a fool
Breaking the rules
B's on my report card
I thought I was cool
Kids, please, apply yourselves in school
No phone til my 6th grade year
(I waited so long)
No car til I turned 17
(Shoutout to Elon)
My parents too supportive
Tell me to be myself
My dad around too much
Like, shouldn't you be somewhere else
They offered to pay for my college
But I said that I would rather be a rapper
And, you know, it's working out okay so far
For the most part
Smooth transition to the chorus

Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Too fly can't see me
Out playin' Parcheesi
Big Yung Lil Sneezy
Being fly ain't easy
Blind people can't see me
Big Yung, big yung, big yung Lil Sneezy