"LOOKIN' LIKE JESUS" lyrics

I don't even wanna look like I'm dabbing
I don't even wanna look like I'm doing something like the sinner

Abstain from all of you to thee
Abstain from the look of it!

808 Mafia!

I must confess, it's a flex
Life is lucrative, pockets super big
I'm not stressin' bout the stupid shit
I got now, I got next, I'm not new to this
You don't know who this is? Bitch, Google it

I must confess, its a flex
Life is lucrative, I get brutuses
I get bucks and buy some foolish shit
Tell my jeweler, diamond neck , diamond crucifix
Yeah I'm blessed, let me guess which one my Judas is

Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
One more drink, me and my demons

Adam told Eve not to eat the fruit
What if I squeezed it and drink the juice
God told me you gotta seek the truth
When I find out Imma leak the proof
Gotta leave home, gotta leave the womb
But you gotta pour it out, gotta feed the roots
So ya gotta reach back, gotta teach the youth
But you gotta speak Latin to read the rules
Got a friend back home, he's an addict
Had a baby girl, now he's a daddy
Bad time picking up an awful habit
You are not alone though, I also have it
Been so high I can jump and grab it
Been so low I just wanna walk in traffic
Red solo filled to the top, I'm magic
On average I pill popped off the sadness

Tell me when the sun come out, I doubt it
Everyday my mind got dark and cloudy
In a brainstorm, I lost and found it
Since then, never left home with out it

Hash by the hashtag, that's a pound it
10k cash in bag, that cost 1000
My last laugh the loudest
They gonna be mad when I drop this album

Everybody know about Cal
Don't nobody bout Calvin
Everybody want it right now
Don't nobody want to put time in
Everybody wanna be saved
But I spend so much Ima anew my accountant
Yeah, tell em keep countin

I must confess, its a flex
Life is lucrative, pockets super thick
I'm not stressin' bout the stupid shit
I got now, I got next, I'm not new to this
You don't know who this is? Bitch, Google it

I must confess, its a flex
Life is lucrative, I get Brutuses
I get bucks and buy some foolish shit
Tell my jeweler, diamond neck , diamond crucifix
Yeah I'm blessed, let me guess which one my Judas is

Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
Let my hair down now, I'm lookin' like Jesus
One more drink, me and my demons

I won't even have a deck of cards to deal them
Folks, when you associate dice and cards and pool
None of you associate with Jesus, but all of you associate
With the world and sin

One more drink, me and my demons