Lost Summer

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Lost Summer

Ollie · Lost Summer · 2025 · 2:37

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I hear voices in my head when my head hit the pillow Lying here awake, scrolling cribs on Zillow My shoulder got a chip, I been calling it Willow All you do is talk—yeah, yeah, yeah ditto They wonder who the man like, "Damn, that's a riddle" Hold up, lemme cook, let the flow just sizzle Nothing feel the same—nah, not even a little 'Cause everything you see nowadays artificial I'm tryna make sense of the madness And how much I been paying in taxes I just keep my head down, do the work TikTok, TikTok—time passes When alone, I find peace, find woosah Daydreaming how to grow the money—moolah My girl was talking last night 'bout some other things All I heard was hippa-dippity hooplah Wearing out my old Jays, I came a long way A legend in my city, but I never get the praise A lotta people hiding from themselves—they afraid But I could give a... what anybody say I just do me, I just do me You know the flow rare when I'm on a rare beat I never needed AI lyrics to compete Was born with this heat I always been an underdog, always been a leader I be too loyal—I be way too Derek Jeter I never took a penny, not a dollar for a feature 'Cause I don't want the money, I want something much deeper No, this is not a race, this is not a 100 metre I coulda bought a chain, coulda bought a two-seater You think you hot now, but retirement is sweeter A lotta rappers ending up as Walmart greeters They bought into the hype—yeah, bought into the hype Can fake it in a post, but not in real life Becoming someone else that they ain't even like It's more about the image than lyrics that you write Nah, that ain't even right (not right)—not right Still remember when I started driving under star lights All them days in the studio and all them long flights I'm just talking to myself, but I do it with a mic This my ADHD's new anthem I'm young, rich, and handsome I'm addicted to the music—I never stop Mind games—I'm just paying my ransom Leave a message at the beep, I'ma make a bop I know them heads turn every time I drop Y'all can say whatever 'bout me, lil homie But I'ma end up on top

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