Lifetime of Trying

How many love songs will I make How many more hooks will it take I'm crying, crying Lifetime of trying I don't know what I'm doing wrong I been writing my lyrics and then recording my songs What am I doing wrong Catching flight on a beat I've never heard before I want the money want the green just like a herbivore I've been taking my time No wasting this life It's like a drug like an itch in my palm Waiting by my phone for that phone call Demons, creeping Telling me nobody believes in Me making it Coming for that top spot I'm taking it No mistaking it Damn well ain't faking it I don't care about that talking Go ahead and talk that shit I'm losing my mind Is this all just a big waste of time Should I quit, maybe get a job Hell no no no no I'm never lacking Keep that thing up in my jacket Yea I know I was just singing but now imma get to rapping Involve a little capping so I can be like everyone else I got ninety-thousand streams I can put up on my shelf How many love songs will I make How many more hooks will it take I'm crying, crying Lifetime of trying Ladada Now I'm singing my heart out Got more songs than the miles on my car now I want to start now Want to be a star now So damn ready, I want to go far now How many love songs will I make How many more hooks will it take I'm crying, crying Lifetime of trying How many love songs will I make How many more hooks will it take I'm crying, crying Lifetime of trying