LOOKIN' LIKE JESUS Songtext
von Cal Scruby

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, its 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, 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 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 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
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 nobody stole my lost and found it
Since then never left home without it
Hash but i hash tag guys and found it
10k cash in a bag that cost a thousand
My last laugh and louded
They call me mad when i drop this album


Everybody know about Karly
Don't know anybody, know about Kelvin
Everybody wanna write know
Don't know body wanna put timing
Everybody wanna be safe but they spend so much, imma know my accountant
Yeah, tell them keep counting

I must confess, its 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, 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 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