Embedded

[Chorus: Gonzo VanGogh]
Repercussions, you ain’t living right, no
When you tryna get it, get it
Fuck a discussion, I ain’t tryna fight, no
The past you tryna dead it, dead it
No wonder you can’t stop packin' ya pipe, no
Falling off, that’s where you headed, headed
The stress’ll kill you if you let it, let it
It’s like that pain, you feel embedded, bedded

[Verse 1: Gonzo VanGogh]
Evade Judas like you do the law
And them honey traps, watch for the broads
Look a little closer, you can see the flaws
Homie went and cut that shit, told you that’s it raw
Love and dope, two things never pure
Little amateur, couldn’t tell for sure
Shit was your fault when she hit the floor
Shorty just wanted to score and she got a tour
Knock, knock, knock on the devil's door
With this lifestyle that we glorify
Pitch black room, I been here before
Knife to my throat, I ain’t wanna die
Separate doom from what makes you glow
The madness can’t measure or quantify
Looking like food on the kitchen stove
Freedom from the game, you don’t qualify
Can’t tell the real from the jealous eyes
Paranoid, thinking every whisper be a set up, right
Poison so appealing to the naked eye
Took me as a youngin, ate a slice of the devil's pie
Can’t forget the bread that you set aside
The plug that you pulled, he was paralyzed
Plug that you called to be energized
The drugs that you took as a inner guide
Just one time, could you swallow pride
For once in your life, could you let it slide
Once in your life, be a friend of mine
Not enemies, they’d like us to see in you and I
Grew up tryna kill everything inside
Ain’t the only one that was tryna hide
Ain’t the only one that was tryna ride
With pussy and power right on they minds

[Chorus: Gonzo VanGogh]
Repercussions, you ain’t living right, no
When you tryna get it, get it
Fuck a discussion, I ain’t tryna fight, no
The past you tryna dead it, dead it
No wonder you can’t stop packing ya pipe, no
Falling off, that’s where you headed, headed
The stress’ll kill you if you let it, let it
It’s like that pain, you feel embedded, bedded

[Verse 2: CGB]
All this stress got the best of me
Empty out my drink, saying RIP
I been working, tryna stack my chips
Imma do that shit til I’m six feet deep
Gonzo hit me, told me bless a verse
I put it in the hurse and then I hit repeat
None of y’all mothafucka's blocking me
I embed the shit like I’m Joel Embiid
Hear y’all mothafucka's talking b
Off a perc like a coffee bean
I been working, y’all been mocking me
Ignore y’all while I’m making Gs
2016, Y’all doubted me
2020, Y’all crowding me
Need to social distance, please get off my D
You got it right that I been working, G
Tryna go get all the CREAM
Tryna go get all the cake
Tryna just earn me a billion
My homie, that’s not a mistake
You ain’t eating off my plate
You ain’t taking my place
Put some numbers on the board
Then you can say it to my face, dawg

[Chorus: Gonzo VanGogh]
Repercussions, you ain’t living right, no
When you tryna get it, get it
Fuck a discussion, I ain’t tryna fight, no
The past you tryna dead it, dead it
No wonder you can’t stop packin' ya pipe, no
Falling off, that’s where you headed, headed
The stress’ll kill you if you let it, let it
It’s like that pain, you feel embedded, bedded