Losing You
MAX feat. Witt Lowry Lyrics


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




You, you
I've been losing you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Losing You" by MAX feat. Witt Lowry focus on the artist's struggles with fame and personal relationships. The song touches on themes of anxiety, depression and feeling lost in a world that demands success and perfection. The artist admits to feeling overworked and underpaid, feeling like a "slave to the shit" in reference to the music industry. He also discusses his past struggles with addiction and finding it hard to trust people who only want to be around him for his fame.


In the chorus, MAX sings, "I've been losing you, you / You, you / I've been losing you / I guess I've lost me for a while, well, welcome back." The repetition of "you" could be interpreted as a reference to a lost love or a lost sense of self. The line "I've been losing you / I guess I've lost me for a while" suggests that the artist believes he has lost himself in his pursuit of fame. He longs for the feeling of being truly happy and at peace with himself, but he can't seem to find it.


The lyrics also touch on themes of regret and nostalgia, particularly in the lines "But to see my dad again, I would give it all back / They just want me to rap." The artist wishes he could go back in time and change the mistakes he made, particularly in reference to his father. He also expresses the feeling of being trapped in the rap game, feeling like he is only valued for his music and not as a person.


Overall, the song speaks to the struggles of being a celebrity in the modern world, dealing with the pressure to perform and succeed while trying to maintain personal relationships and a sense of self.


Line by Line Meaning

Another night, I can barely sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep
I'm lost and anxious, and I'm praying to a higher power for comfort and guidance.


If I should die before I wake, I pray to God my soul to take
I'm so consumed by my problems that I wouldn't mind if I died, and I'm hoping God takes care of me if it happens.


I pray to God I'll be over-great
I hope that my hard work and talent will take me to great heights.


Not another wack rapper that they overrate
I want to stand out in the crowded rap scene and be recognized for my talent, not just hype.


Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
People are so coddled and pampered that they don't appreciate the value of what they have.


I'm always overworked and never overpaid
Despite working hard, I feel like I'm not rewarded enough for what I do.


But I prayed for it, yeah
I'm hoping that my hard work and prayers pay off in the long run.


And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
When faced with obstacles, I'm determined to seek solutions and prove others wrong.


Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
I've had to work hard and take on odd jobs to support myself and my dreams.


And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
I discovered my true calling when I lost all my emotions and found solace in music.


So it's 'fuck all my feelings,' I feel like the villain
I've become jaded and cynical towards everything and everyone, including myself.


Feel like I overstepped boundaries, feel like you're better without me
I feel like I've made mistakes and harmed others, and they would be better off if I wasn't around.


Feel like I'm drowning, feel like I never had found me
I feel like I'm lost and overwhelmed, and I haven't found my true self yet.


I don't want no one around me
I want to be left alone and deal with my problems on my own.


I don't think nobody knows how it feels when there's so many people yet no one to listen
I feel like I have no one to confide in, and no one really understands my struggles and pain.


I try to good with the talent I'm given
I want to make the most of my skills and use them to create something meaningful.


I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision
I'm trying to stay focused and grounded, but distractions and pressures are clouding my perspective.


Surrounded by fake—and, honestly—lately, debate how much more I can take
I'm constantly surrounded by phony people and have been questioning how much more of it I can handle.


A couple more shots to the face
I'm contemplating drowning my sorrows with alcohol.


I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase
I'm not a frequent drinker, so I'm looking for something to numb my emotions and escape reality.


She's putting my hands on her waist
I'm engaging in casual or meaningless sexual encounters to distract myself from my problems.


Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
During sexual encounters, I question whether the other person is also trying to mask their own pain and problems.


I'm taking caffeine when I'm wake and tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I dont
I'm taking caffeine to stay awake during exhausting times and struggling to sleep without the help of medication.


I don't know what to believe in
I'm struggling to find meaning and purpose in my life.


Did it all for the wrong reasons
I've done everything for external validation and success, and not because it truly mattered to me.


And now I'm picking up the pieces of that person, I was more
I'm trying to rediscover who I am and pick up the fragments of my true self.


I've been losing you, you / You, you / I've been losing you
I feel like I've been losing a part of myself, and I'm struggling to cope with it.


I guess I've lost me for a while, well, welcome back
I've felt like I've been someone else for a while, but I'm starting to rediscover my true self.


Lately I've forgot how a smile felt, now picture that
I've been so consumed by my problems and struggles that I've forgotten how to be happy and joyful.


Thought that I could buy happy / Maybe buy a new car in all black
I thought that material possessions would make me happy, and I was wrong.


Put the whole entire team on the map
I want to achieve success not just for myself, but for my entire team or community.


Everything I have now, had to work for all that
I've had to work tirelessly and overcome obstacles to achieve my current level of success.


But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
Despite my accomplishments, I would give everything up if it meant I could see my deceased father again.


They just want me to rap
People only care about my music and ignore my struggles and emotions.


I feel like a slave to this shit
I feel trapped and powerless in the music industry and my own life.


I know that I pray for this shit
Despite being unhappy with my current situation, I still pray for success and recognition.


But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person, I might just go ape in this shit
If I have to deal with one more insincere and fake person or situation, I might lose my cool.


Remembering back, we had no place to live / And you spent my rent money on clothes that you wear
Reflecting on a past relationship, I realize how toxic and destructive it was, and how I was taken advantage of.


And confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
My ex only cared about social media validation and attention, and not real human connection.


And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin', I know
I realize that constantly comparing yourself to others and chasing superficial things will never bring true happiness.


I miss the feeling of feeling feelings
I miss experiencing genuine emotions rather than feeling numb and jaded all the time.


Now every song I write I've been dripping and oozin' real, and
I use my music to express my raw emotions and experiences.


I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin is less appealin'
I use my music as a platform to share my story and experiences, even though it may not be popular or conventional.


Them rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceiling, so fuck
I don't respect or relate to rappers who prioritize hype and popularity over genuine talent and creativity.


Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's 'Hey, what's up?'
People who didn't believe in me or show support in the past are suddenly interested in my success and want to be associated with it.


Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
Despite my accomplishments, I still feel lost and aimless.


Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
People mock or find it amusing when I share my true feelings and emotions in my music.


Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real
I feel like I need to stop pretending and being someone I'm not, and be more authentic and genuine.


I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk / 'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal
I've been struggling to cope with my problems, and resorting to unhealthy coping mechanisms like drinking and isolation.


It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week / You turn into someone else after just one drink
I'm struggling to cope with a past relationship, and realizing that my ex would change and become someone else under the influence of alcohol.


Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think
I still wonder if my ex thinks of me, despite the toxic and dysfunctional nature of our relationship.




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[Verse 1: Witt Lowry]
Yeah!
Another night, I can barely sleep
I pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray to God my soul to take
I pray to God, I'll be over-great
Not another wack rapper that they overrate
Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
I'm always overworked and never overpaid
But I prayed for it, yeah
And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
So it's "fuck all my feelings," I feel like the villain, feel like I overstepped boundaries
Feel like you're better without me
Feel like I'm drownin', feel like I never had found me
I don't want no one around me
I don't think nobody knows how it feels
When there's so many people, yet no one to listen
I try to do good with the talent I'm given
I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision
Surrounded by fake
And, honestly lately, debate how much more I can take
A couple more shots to the face
I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase
She's puttin' my hands on her waist
Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
I'm taking caffeine when I wake
And tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I don't

[Chorus: MAX]
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm pickin' up the pieces
Of that person I once knew
I've been losin' you, you
You, you
You, you
I've been losin' you

[Verse 2: Witt Lowry]
I guess I've lost me for a while, well
Welcome back
Lately I forgot how a smile felt, now
Picture that
Thought that I could buy happy, maybe buy a new car in all black
Put the whole entire team on the map
Everything I have now, had to work for all that
But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
They just want me to rap, I feel like I slaved to this shit
I know that I prayed for this shit
But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person
I might just go ape in this shit
Remembering back, we had no place to living
You spent my rent money on clothes that you're wearin'
Confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin'
I know, I miss the feelin' of feelin' feelings
Now every song I write I been drippin' and oozin' real, and
I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin' is less appealin'
'Em rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceilin', so fuck
Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's "Hey, what's up?", yeah
Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real
I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk
'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal
It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week
You turn into someone else after just one drink
Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think
And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me, now I don't

[Chorus: MAX]
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm pickin' up the pieces
Of that person I once knew
I've been losin' you, you
You, you
You, you
I've been losin' you



All comments from YouTube:

@max

My brother a pleasure and honor to be a part of this song and record. Much love to everyone listening - MAX

@luke28411

max you killed the vocals you made this one of the best songs from witt i love your vocal range

@therealrichievalentine

Thank you MAX we love you bro.

@afterglowgaming3929

Aye u made my day. I thank you Max. I mean that

@tonirogers4873

Yes MAX

@ratiios8844

plz do more with witt

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@SNKYOfficial

Witt and MAX's voices work so well together <3

@neethmukku2004

It's the rasp and passion.

@soldseperately

"Havent seen you for 7 days, that makes one week"

This has to be a double entendre... one "week" as in the chronological 7 days, and "one weak" as in him not seeing her for that long makes him weak. If so, that was brilliant.

@gutacipla

nice discovery sir

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