NO SWEAT - cleopatrick

I think I’m doomed

I wanna be the man I really do

But my feet don’t fit the fucking shoes

Tried it didn’t like it that’s the truth

I’d give another shot but what’s the use

When no matter how hard I’m hitting

No matter those lines I’m spitting

I always miss something yea, yea

I always miss something

Practicing my patience

Held down by the dayshift

Said god damn, I’m fucked man

I was planning my escape through the building’s ventilation

There’s no chance, there’s no chance

There’s no chance, there’s no chance

So tell me what you’re needing lately

Tell me what you’re needing bad and I’ll be that

Okay cool, I’m there, it’s no sweat

I tried and lost

I died on cross and never once saw my God

I said I’m trynna stay gold but it’s getting hard

Unsure of my placement, full of hesitation

Said it’s alright, it’s good vibes

Can’t forget the basics, steady Henley Arcading

It’s my ends, it’s my ends

It’s my ends, it’s my ends

So tell me what you’re needing lately

Tell me what you’re needing bad and I’ll be that

Okay cool, I’m there, it’s no sweat

I tried and lost

I died on cross and never once saw my God

I said I’m trynna stay gold but it’s getting hard

Now I know

Know what they want

My love, my love, my love, oh god

Oh yes of course

My love, my love is what they need

Specifically

Full honesty, I do agree

But I can’t defeat

This mouse in me