Lookin' Like Jesus

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 stressing '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, it's 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 looking like Jesus Let my hair down now, I'm looking like Jesus Let my hair down now, I'm looking like Jesus One more drink, for 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, I'ma leak the proof Gotta leave home, gotta leave the womb But you gotta pour it out, gotta feed the roots So you 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 Bread so low, filled to the top of magic On average, I feel popped off in sadness Tell me when the sun come out, I doubt it Every day, my mind got dark and clouded In a brainstorm, I lost and found it Since then, never left home without it Hash, but I hashtag guys and found it 10K cash in a bag that cost a thousand My last laugh the loudest They call me mad when I drop this album Everybody know about Cal Don't know anybody, know about Calvin Everybody wanna write now Don't know body wanna put timing Everybody wanna be safe, but they spend so much, I'ma know my accountant Yeah, tell them, keep counting I must confess, it's a flex Life is lucrative, pockets super big I'm not stressing '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, it's 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 looking like Jesus Let my hair down now, I'm looking like Jesus Let my hair down now, I'm looking like Jesus One more drink for me and my demons I won't even have a deck of cards and give them Stuff where you associating guys and cars and pool None of you associating with Jesus But all of you associating with the world and sin One more drink for me and my demons