Dancing through our house With the ghost of you So I drown it out like I always do With a shot of truth And I chase it down To know things like love Too young, too dumb Here I am waking up Still can't sleep on your side

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

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