TOR Lyrics – LAWI NOT SORRY

TOR Lyrics by LAWI NOT SORRY

DY!
Skinny jean, all black fit
I ain’t no jedi I drip like a Sith
Data leaks, credit card fraud

Top encryption u won’t see me at all
I was on TOR browser hittin’ licks
I made a couple racks off clicks
I dress like a school shooter in this Rick

Tryna’ get these troll hoes off my dick
Don’t give a f#ck who dissin’ me i
If u wanna talk come and Wickr me
I had some b#tches dismissin me

Same hoes in my DM and they simp for me
Crazy b#tch she sin for me
3 hoes sing a symphony
I done smiled thru everything

Now I ain’t got time for no sympathy
File Life OG ain’t no empathy (gang)
Money be comin’ it’s in and out
Meat in hеr bun call it In-N-Out

Money got long they offendеd now
I mix the benzo with fentanyl
I move in the shadow of these grey times
No DRKSHDW, this the mainline

Don’t feel like talking on no FaceTime
You’ll read about me in my case files, damn
TOR
Extortion

I been on the road made of silk made a fortune
I just need my portion
Screen time out of proportion
I can feel reality around me is distortin’

Bitcoin we don’t f#ck with the USD
I got my whole life on a USB
No pressure under all of the scrutiny
NFT my dick, come and cop it

Crypto only thing in my wallet
All of the sh#t that I’m coppin’
Gotta come right back with a profit
Share it with the gang call me Joseph Stalin

You the type
Type online, call me a p#ss# (p#ss#)
I’m the type
Hack your browser history find out that you’re p#ss#

MVP and I’m rookie
Place your bets I’m the bookie
I know all about you like Cookies
You had a knife in CS, til’ I took it b#tch

b#tch (Woah)
You don’t want smoke with File Life OG
You don’t know me b#tch
TeamViewer how they tryna’ control me, b#tch

Sorry sorry, nah that’s the old me b#tch
Skinny jean, all black fit
I ain’t no jedi I drip like a Sith
(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system 48090989 is not available)

Data leaks, credit card fraud
Top encryption u won’t see me at all
(At the tone, please record your message)
Money be comin’ it’s in and out

Meat in her bun call it In-N-Out
(When you are finished recording, you may hang up, or press one for more options)
TeamViewer how they tryna’ control me, b#tch
Sorry sorry, nah that’s the old me b#tch

TOR
Extortion
I been on the road made of silk made a fortune
I just need my portion

Screen time out of proportion
I can feel reality around me is distortin’
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LAWI NOT SORRY Lyrics – TOR

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