I wonder, laying in my bed Am I still too young, am I still too young? And I hold back, thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up, did I fuck it up? Buccaneers of rugged gear, nigga fuck a fear One, just year one, I've been thuggin' here, yeah

There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you, you, you There's no place I'd rather be Show me how you feel Let me know it's real tonight, oh Musique progressive Thoughts of you running through my head As I lie awake in my bed Know you want this,