[Chris Brown - If anybody fresh in the buildin' Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em I know feelin' me And if your too in the building Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em I know they me now [B.o.B] And I'm still with a lifestyle you would kill fo' Still here with the shoes that I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, for any of ya'll that didn't know And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code But then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this broke That's why I got so hustles Broke man the fifth floor What would you do in the of the winter When the sun goes and it gets cold? up in a house with no stove No doors, no walls, no And my brother was fresher I would go to in his clothes, when I did go So that's why now this the type of life I live for Comin' up as a youngin', man nights I would vomit I would up on myself cause I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the with my y'all, I'm this close Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco? My past memories, I miss Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for Brown - Chorus] If anybody fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling 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, it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know they me now [T.I] go, hey I'm fresh off my Flow with no Ziploc Get shit pop when my drop No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm back at the tip top Where I belong, it won't be you hear me on a B.o.B song Some chick gettin' my on To touch the 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 ground and I'm off the Bernie money, dawg Got paid off with it all I got the juice, could you a call And we a call to who place a call Don't get part and not too hard I disregard you say up the trunk and pass the buck Here's 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 killing them, damn, I'm killing I know they me now And if you too fresh in the Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm here with a black whip from the strange clouds And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay here for the east side Ain't a change but the bank account Hands high when I come Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down And I go hard, my passport's a postcard Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go with your whole squad the soul of a soldier But even I don't want no parts And no with no hearts You cocksuckers throw guards I'm throwed off for the most A young dog with an old Flow dumb, but I'm so I art, call me Mozart My nightlife's a soap opera With two chicks like Noah's ark They got nice dresses with no bras good bodies like "Oh God!" From a child to on top like a mohawk But I new I'd go far a gas truck with no park So no applause, the applause Just put your hand up if you the song [Chris - Chorus/Outro] If anybody feeling 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 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