[Chris Brown - If feelin' fresh in the buildin' Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm killin' em, damn I'm em I know they me And if too fresh in the building Take your hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em I know feelin' me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a you would kill fo' Still here with the same that I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, for any of ya'll that didn't know And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP But back then couldn't get dro, cuz then I was this broke why I got so many hustles Broke man from the floor What would you do in the middle of the When the sun goes and it gets cold? Growin' up in a house with no No doors, no walls, no And my brother was fresher I would go to school in his clothes, I did go So that's why now this the type of life that I for up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my Now I'm the shit, fix the with my y'all, I'm this close Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco? My memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get what you for Brown - Chorus] If feeling fresh 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 feeling me now And if you too in the building Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them I they feeling me now [T.I] go, hey I'm off my pit-stop Flow airtight with no Get pop when my shit drop No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm back at the tip top Where I belong, it won't be 'Til you me on a B.o.B song Some chick gettin' my on To the sole of my feet, G You're gon' 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 Madoff money, Got killers paid off it all I got the juice, you place a call And we place a call to who a call Don't get part and not too hard I disregard you say up the trunk and pass the buck Here's where I'm stoppin' Got swag all on me, wipe it away we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums How you [Chris Brown - If feeling fresh 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 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 killing them, damn, I'm killing I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a black from the strange clouds And I'm still here with the same team, nigga down Still here for the east 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 passport's a postcard Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole With the soul of a But even still I don't no parts And no niggas no hearts You cocksuckers need guards I'm off for the most part A young dog with an old dumb, but I'm so smart I art, call me Mozart My nightlife's like a soap With two like it's Noah's ark They got nice dresses 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 truck with no So no applause, the applause put your hand up if you know the song [Chris Brown - If anybody feeling 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 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 feeling me now