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No Where by Lil Vyl Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

[Chorus]
Diamonds on my neck
Appeared out of no where
Money in the account
Appeared out of no where
The way I secure the bag
Uh no fair
Rollin' my own pack
And I won't share
All this ice on my wrist
Getting a cold stare
All these bad bitches
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where

{Lil Vyl: Verse 1]
I ain't gotta explain
What I do to maintain
Bad bitches in my session
Ion ever slut shame
My worst fear is
Imma crash my private plane
I been getting to the guala
Uh I'm wide awake
Appeared outta no where
Voilà huh go get it off
Chop it up with an
Old head on the block
Your whip on
Cinder blocks
You still in the same spot
Know that I been getting guap
Why my pockets on knots
Something like a bumped head
Jungle gym had to flex
Out for the dead prez
Center stage breaking legs
Junkies scratching from the meds
I'm just itching for success
Finish line straight ahead
Outta no where made a mess
Your bitch cleaned it up instead
[Chorus]
Diamonds on my neck
Appeared out of no where
Money in the account
Appeared out of no where
The way I secure the bag
Uh no fair
Rollin' my own pack
And I won't share
All this ice on my wrist
Getting a cold stare
All these bad bitches
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where
Appeared outta no where

[L.A.Z (ofClearSoulForces): Bridge]
I got that status on my name
Shit like David Blaine
Appeared outta no where
Yellow lines all in your lane
See you ain't going no where
Extend my pinky while
I'm getting good brain
I ain't going no where
Game remained the same
Chase dollars not fame
You ain't going no where
[L.A.Z (ofClearSoulForces): Verse 2]
Suburban I'm swervin'
Personal packaging grams
I'm rollin' and serving it
This fire like pistols in Birkins
Gimme shots to these jams
We working
Stay alert and serve the inertia
Zito and Vyl premeditate murder
Take it six feet deep
I'll amerce ya
Dick out shallow bitches
They gorgeous
Health is wealth
Why I keep it stealth
Once I get it
I spend it all by myself
Making sure you
Know you feel it
I predicted and wrote
It all by myself
Big crib in that bit
All by myself
Big bank depositing
By myself
Fuck your girl
Do it all by myself
Fuck the world
Do it all by myself
[L.A.Z (ofClearSoulForces): Bridge]
I got that status on my name
Shit like David Blaine
Appeared outta no where
Yellow lines all in your lane
See you ain't going no where
Extend my pinky while
I'm getting good brain
I ain't going no where
Game remained the same
Chase dollars not fame
You ain't going no where