In the Flesh Lyrics

You are now lookin at a god in the flesh

Niggas they forget so I gotta refresh

I don't really need you to call me the best

Shawty In love but she prolly possessed

Blunt feelin like I got shot in the chest

Fuckin with the mob got u caught in a mess

Don't make an excuse when I come to collect

Ain't talkin money then I gotta get movin

Army of one but I move as a unit

I'm light being in the form of a human

Dmt Tea got me feeling so groovy

Times get though and the hoes get choosy

I don't like to talk bitch I rather make music

Idk why y'all make life so confusin

Psychedelic drugs is the only solution

Psilocybin mushrooms gon free the people

From the higher ups that do us so evil

I do what i want I don't care if it's illegal

I am not religious but I'll make you a believer

You can find beauty In the mind of a dreamer

You think you know it all but it gets much deeper

The moon is a projector and we are the receiver

Of a simulation that feels much realer

I'm a demon and an angel at the same damn time

Every day on the grind everyday in my prime

Thinking bout a bag every second I'm alive

Addiction to the money gonna be my demise

And I'm just speaking the truth

Only thing I do when I step in the booth

I'm so high I can jump off the roof

Aliens exist I am the proof

Let me speak some truth about this planet that we live in

There's endless possibilities within the same existence

We are all the same we just have a different vision

I'm everywhere in space and time no matter the position

There's no point of life so you might as well just live it

I ate an 8th of mushies and my thoughts became vivid

Can't think about the past cuz I'm running it up in the present

The future becomes now you can just say that I manifest it

You are now lookin at a god in the flesh

Niggas they forget so I gotta refresh

I don't really need you to call me the best

Shawty In love but she prolly possessed

Blunt feelin' like I got shot in the chest

Fucking with the mob got u caught in a mess

Don't make an excuse when I come to collect

Ain't talkin' money then I gotta get movin'

Army of one but I move as a unit

I'm light being in the form of a human

DMT Tea got me feeling so groovy

Times get though and the hoes get choosy

I don't like to talk bitch I rather make music

I don't why y'all make life so confusin'

Psychedelic drugs is the only solution