Arena

If anybody feeling fresh in the building

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And if you too fresh in the building

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for

Still here with the same shoes

that I had on from the get-go

Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia,

for any of y'all that didn't know

And I'm never that hard to find

because 420 is my zip code

My back then couldn't get dro,

cause back then I was this broke

That's why I got so many hustles,

Bruh man from the fifth floor

What would you do in the middle of the winter

When the sun goes down and it gets cold?

Growin' up in a house with no stove,

no doors, no walls, no windows

And my brother was always fresher

I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go

So that's why now this the type of life that I live for

Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit

I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my stomach

Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing

Feel with my y'all, I'm this close

Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?

My past memories, I miss those

Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for

If anybody feeling fresh in the building

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And if you too fresh in the building

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

I'm fresh off my pit-stop,

flow airtight with no Ziploc

Get shit pop when my shit drop,

no hip-hop, this Tip hop

I'm back standin' at the tip top

where I belong, it won't be long

'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song,

some chick gettin' my skeet on

To touch the sole of my feet,

G you gon' 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 radar

Bernie Madoff money,

dawg got killers paid off with it all

I got the juice, could you place a call

and we place a call to who place a call

Don't get your part and not too hard,

I disregard what you say

Back up the truck and pass the buck,

here's where I'm stoppin' today

Got swag all on me, homie,

can't wipe it away we too ill, ill

That's how we got arenas,

domes and stadiums filled

How you feel?

If anybody feeling fresh in the building

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And if you too fresh in the building

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And I'm still here

with a black whip full of strange clouds

And I'm still here with the same team,

nigga stay down

Still here for the east side,

ain't a thing change but the bank account

Hands high when I come 'round cause

I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down

And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard

Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe

with your whole squad

With the soul of a soldier but even still

I don't want no parts

And no niggas with no hearts,

you cocksuckers need throat guards

I'm throwed off for the most part,

a young dog with an old bark

Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art,

call me Mozart

My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks

like it's Noah's ark

They got nice dresses with no bras with

good bodies like "Oh God! "

From a poor child to on top like a mohawk

But I always knew I'd go far like a gas truck with no park

So no applause, hold the applause

Just put your hand up if you know the song

If anybody feeling fresh in the building

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

And if you too fresh in the building

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now