[Chris Brown - If anybody feelin' fresh in the Take your hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm killin' em, damn I'm em I know they me And if your too in the building Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em I know they me now [B.o.B] And I'm here with a lifestyle you would kill fo' Still here with the same shoes that I had on the get go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll didn't know And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code But back then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this That's why I got so hustles Broke man from the floor What would you do in the middle of the When the sun goes down and it cold? 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 type of life that I for Comin' up as a youngin', man some I would vomit I would throw up on cause I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the Feel my y'all, I'm this close Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's My memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for Brown - Chorus] If anybody feeling fresh in the your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I they feeling me now And if you too fresh in the Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know feeling me now [T.I] go, hey I'm off my pit-stop airtight with no Ziploc Get shit pop when my shit No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm back at the tip top I belong, it won't be long 'Til you me on a B.o.B song Some gettin' my skeet on To the sole of my feet, G You're 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 Madoff money, dawg Got killers paid off it all I got the juice, you place a call And we place a call to who place a get your part and not too hard I what you say Back up the trunk and the buck Here's where I'm stoppin' Got swag all on me, Can't it away we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums How you Brown - Chorus] If anybody fresh in the building your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm 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 them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a whip from the strange clouds And I'm still with the same team, nigga stay down Still here for the side Ain't a thing but the bank account Hands high when I come Cause I'm killin this shit nigga, down And I go hard, my like a postcard Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your squad With the of a soldier But even still I want no parts And no niggas no hearts You cocksuckers need throw I'm throwed off for the most A dog with an old bark dumb, but I'm so smart I compose art, call me My nightlife's like a soap With two chicks like Noah's ark They got dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!" From a child to on top like a mohawk But I new I'd go far Like a gas with no park So no applause, the applause Just put your hand up if you the song [Chris - Chorus/Outro] If anybody feeling in the building Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I know feeling me now And if you too in the building your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them I know feeling me now