[Chris - Chorus] 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 they feelin' me And if your too in the building Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em I they feelin' me now [B.o.B] And I'm still with a lifestyle you would kill fo' here with the same shoes that I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll that didn't 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 That's why I got so hustles man from the fifth floor What would you do in the of the winter When the sun goes down and it gets up in a house with no stove 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 Comin' up as a youngin', man nights I would 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 this Spent my whole life chasin' chips, Nabisco? My memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get what you for Brown - Chorus] If anybody feeling fresh in the Take 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 And if you too fresh in the Take your hand, hold it 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 Flow airtight with no Get shit pop when my shit No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm standin' at the tip top I belong, it won't be long 'Til you hear me on a B.o.B chick gettin' my skeet on To touch the of my feet, G You're gon' have to get your 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 off with it all I got the juice, could you place a And we place a call to who place a Don't get your part and not too I disregard you say Back up the trunk and the buck where I'm stoppin' today Got all on me, homie Can't it away we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums How you Brown - Chorus] If feeling fresh 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 And if you too in the building Take 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 [B.o.B] And I'm still with a black whip from the strange clouds And I'm still with the same team, nigga stay down Still for the east side Ain't a thing but the bank account Hands high when I come Cause I'm killin shit nigga, hands down And I go hard, my like a postcard Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go with your whole squad With the of a soldier But still I don't want no parts And no niggas with no You cocksuckers need guards I'm off for the most part A young dog an old bark dumb, but I'm so smart I art, call me Mozart My nightlife's like a soap With two chicks like Noah's ark They got nice dresses with no with good bodies like "Oh God!" From a poor child to on top like a But I new I'd go far Like a gas with no park So no applause, hold the Just put your hand up if you the song Brown - Chorus/Outro] If feeling fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them I know they 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 killing I know they me now