[Chris Brown - If anybody feelin' fresh in the Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em I they feelin' me And if your too in the building Take your hand; hold it high to the right now And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em I know feelin' me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would fo' Still here the same shoes that I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of that didn't know And I'm never that hard to because 420 is my ZIP code But back couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this broke That's why I got so hustles Broke man from the fifth What would you do in the middle of the When the sun goes down and it gets Growin' up in a house with no No doors, no walls, no And my was always fresher I go to school in his clothes, when I did go So that's why now this the of life that I live for Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I vomit I would throw up on cause I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the Feel with my y'all, I'm close Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco? My past memories, I miss Hey, all I can say is you get what you for [Chris Brown - If anybody feeling in the building your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now And if you too fresh in the Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I know feeling me now [T.I] go, hey I'm off my pit-stop airtight with no Ziploc Get pop when my shit drop No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm back at the tip top Where I belong, it be long you hear me on a B.o.B song Some chick my skeet on To the sole of my feet, G gon' have to get your reach on I'm up all the way high, all the way fly On the and I'm off the radar Bernie money, dawg Got paid off with it all I got the juice, you place a call And we place a call to who a call Don't get your part and not too I disregard you say Back up the and pass the buck where I'm stoppin' today Got swag all on me, Can't wipe it we too ill, ill how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums filled How you Brown - Chorus] If anybody feeling in the building your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know they me now And if you too fresh in the Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a black whip from the strange And I'm still here with the team, nigga stay down Still for the east side Ain't a thing change but the account Hands high when I come Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down And I go hard, my passport's like a Give a fuck if I'm solo, go toe-to-toe with your whole squad With the soul of a But even still I don't no parts And no niggas no hearts You cocksuckers throw guards I'm throwed off for the most A dog with an old bark dumb, but I'm so smart I compose art, me Mozart My nightlife's like a soap With two chicks like Noah's ark They got nice dresses no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!" a poor child to on top like a mohawk But I new I'd go far Like a gas with no park So no applause, hold the Just put your up if you know the song [Chris Brown - If anybody feeling fresh in the your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now And if you too in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I know feeling me now