| Another night, I can barely sleep
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| I pray to God my soul to keep
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| If I should die before I wake
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| I pray to God my soul to take
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| I pray to God, I’ll be over-great
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| Not another wack rapper that they overrate
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| Y’all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
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| I’m always overworked and never overpaid
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| But I prayed for it, yeah
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| And when they told me that I couldn’t, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
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| Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
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| And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
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| So it’s «fuck all my feelings,"I feel like the villain, feel like I overstepped
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| boundaries
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| Feel like you’re better without me
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| Feel like I’m drownin', feel like I never had found me
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| I don’t want no one around me
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| I don’t think nobody knows how it feels
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| When there’s so many people, yet no one to listen
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| I try to do good with the talent I’m given
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| I try to see clear, yet attention’s been blockin' my vision
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| Surrounded by fake
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| And, honestly lately, debate how much more I can take
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| A couple more shots to the face
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| I often don’t drink, so I’m searching for something to chase
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| She’s puttin' my hands on her waist
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| Her tongue’s in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
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| I’m taking caffeine when I wake
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| And tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it’s late, I don’t
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| I don’t know what to believe in
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| Did it all for the wrong reasons
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| And now I’m pickin' up the pieces
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| Of that person I once knew
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| I’ve been losin' you, you
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| You, you
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| You, you
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| I’ve been losin' you
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| I guess I’ve lost me for a while, well
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| Welcome back
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| Lately I forgot how a smile felt, now
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| Picture that
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| Thought that I could buy happy, maybe buy a new car in all black
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| Put the whole entire team on the map
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| Everything I have now, had to work for all that
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| But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
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| They just want me to rap, I feel like I slaved to this shit
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| I know that I prayed for this shit
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| But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person
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| I might just go ape in this shit
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| Remembering back, we had no place to living
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| You spent my rent money on clothes that you’re wearin'
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| Confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
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| And you’ll never find happy when stuck in comparin'
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| I know, I miss the feelin' of feelin' feelings
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| Now every song I write I been drippin' and oozin' real, and
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| I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin' is less appealin'
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| 'Em rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceilin', so fuck
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| Didn’t fuck with me way back then, now it’s «Hey, what’s up?», yeah
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| Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
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| Think it’s funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
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| Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he’s real
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| I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk
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| 'Cause I honestly just couldn’t deal
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| It’s been seven days now without you, that makes one week
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| You turn into someone else after just one drink
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| Wonder if I’m on your mind when you think
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| And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me, now I don’t
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| I don’t know what to believe in
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| Did it all for the wrong reasons
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| And now I’m pickin' up the pieces
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| Of that person I once knew
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| I’ve been losin' you, you
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| You, you
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| You, you
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| I’ve been losin' you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Losing You, artist - Witt Lowry. Album song I Could Not Plan This, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп