Fingers tap into what you were once And I'm worried that I blew my only chance While we are young And my heart Was colder when you've gone And I lost my head Under the sun You hold your truth so purely Swerve not through the minds of men

The day I die, the day I die Where will we be? I don't need you, I don't need you Besides I barely ever see you anymore And when I do it feels like you're only halfway there Young mothers love me even ghosts of Girlfriends call from Cleveland They will

Yeah, I'm a shy young man with a real big heart I still haven't found where I belong But you know, my sweet Lord gave me just one thing, darling I know how to write one hell of a song Yeah, I know how to write one hell of a song This is what the Lord

No on gets me like you and when you kiss me Girl you rock me harder than some downtown band I thought I knew what love was, but I didn't have a clue I never found anything that make me feel like I do about you The bluest skies don't seem so blue And the

Not when I'm 23 That's where I wanna be I'm just a single man (yeah) 'Cause that's what a young nigga do (what I do) Switchin' lanes, actin' a fool Got the fitted hat to the back neck froze and I'm iced up (not when I'm 23) Not when I'm 23 Don't need no

Ferris wheel make our ride Soaking the summer in, Coppertone glistening Tracing the tattoos on your skin One, two, three months fly Like a blink in your blue eyes In beach town Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide Where young love rolls in fast as

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna King of fucking everything Wake up in the morning, grab my trees and I get to it Young nigga, I do my own thing so let me do it If you wanna know a thing about me, I'm 'bout my paper Fuck

Where we go we don't know We were young We were dumb We would do it all again We will never sleep We will stay up with our friends These memories will fade But we'll do it again We will haunt our youth searching for a happy end

Oh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh Oh I can tell that tonight we're gonna feel like Kings of the world, ain't no way of stopping us We gotta taxi, party in the back seat Tonight, we're having a good time Being young and dumb and tudo, tudo bom Hey tudo, tudo bom, hey

Young with too much cash, watch how I came up fast They say I’m next to get it They bring your name up last And while I made it splash Rappers came and passed But still I ask myself How long does famous last? (I ain't worried 'bout it tonight) How long