Warhol Lyrics

I used to think it was renaissance

Life's a fucking Warhol

Breathe

Welcome to the war

It's over now

Over now

It's over now

Sad jazz, tattoos and a new bitch, too

I feel like Brad pulled me out IKEA blues

The cuban lit and now these dead beats, too

Let beauty see surface thru heartache and death shit, ooh

'Round my neck, tied, a nike noose

Hold my breath on the side I'm a nice guy, too

A jewel like my heart bleeds on looney tunes

Blood, lust, nostalgia in a ruby hue

Full of spite and dreams with Richard Millie

I mean I'm half asleep while driving

It's a billboard really

Burnin' Pirellis like they spent life sinning

It's just honesty but Christ fully tired with me

City boys rising, my sign of the times

My libra scale's weighing two grams and a mistress

You're tuning in to TNT, payin' homage

The rest of me glowing while the skin is purging

Face on Gildan, a washed legacy loomin'

Go get you a milli then live how the lord wills

I lent a piece of time

She turned into spoiled milk

Still screeching and clawing for ya hand to find

The keys to the condo that I got in ya bitch head

It's up and I miss her, don't get mad

Respectfully vile

But I'm violent this hour

Noclip on the daily

Buddy aim for the jaw

Identity's dead

No face is required

My inner G at trial

My inner G is God

But I'm no Jesus

I'm not Jesus

I'm not Jesus

Meet God in the morning

Tell him you love him

Lie to his face

Love me

Love me

So easy

I need me three kidneys

I need me three bitches to act like I'm baby

To act like I'm baby

I feel like I'm Pink Floyd and its all so tragic

Roughen the Carhartt, girl, to me thats fashion

I guess I'm fucked up but this mic on Parler

So I'm all for talking and I sound like Carter, ay

Vicente the next Cartier and Pablo the next Daniel Craig

I'm so sentimental and its all so tragic

The beats I export they sound like magic

But I feel like Billy Graham when I'm out and waging

The world I live in ain't just for the woke and godless

Pimps

Or feel good rappers

This is real life

Fuck a feel good rapper

I used to think it was renaissance

Life's a fucking Warhol

Lie to his face

Life's a fucking Warhol

It's over now, yeah

Meet God in the morning

Tell him you love him

Lie to his face

Just lie to his face