Arena
B.o.B Feat. Chris Brown & T.I. Lyrics

If anybody feeling fresh in the building
If anyone here is feeling confident and stylish

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
Raise your hand as a symbol of your confidence

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
Acknowledge your own success and skill

I know they feeling me now
I am aware that others recognize my talent

And if you too fresh in the building
And if you are also confident and stylish

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
Raise your hand as a symbol of your confidence

And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for
Despite my success, I still have a desirable lifestyle

Still here with the same shoes that I had on from the get-go
I have not forgotten where I came from

Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia, for any of y'all that didn't know
I am proud of my hometown and want to represent it

And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code
My address is easy to remember due to its association with marijuana

But back then couldn't get dro, 'cause back then I was this broke
In the past, I was too poor to afford marijuana

That's why I got so many hustles, bruh man from the fifth floor
I have multiple sources of income to support myself

What would you do in the middle of the winter
Imagine a difficult situation

When the sun goes down and it gets cold?
When it gets dark and temperatures drop

Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows
Growing up in a poorly equipped home

And my brother was always fresher
My sibling had better clothes and style than I did

I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go
I wore my brother's clothes to school

So that's why now this the type of life that I live for
I now appreciate and enjoy my current lifestyle because of my previous difficulties

Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit
As a child, I experienced physical illness

I would throw up on myself 'cause I was so sick to my stomach
I was so nauseous that I vomited on myself

Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing
Now I am successful and able to afford repairs and improvements

Bare with my y'all, I'm this close
Please be patient, I am close to achieving my goals

Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?
I have spent my entire life pursuing wealth and success

My past memories, I miss those
I miss certain aspects of my past, despite my current success

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

I'm fresh off my pit stop, flow airtight with no Ziploc
I am currently performing well at the highest level

Get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this Tip hop
My music has its own style and genre

I'm back standin' at the tip top where I belong, it won't be long
I am back to my position of success and will maintain it

'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song, some chick gettin' my skeet on
Until my next song, possibly featuring B.o.B and sexual lyrics

To touch the sole of my feet, G you gon' have to get your reach on
I am very successful and unreachable

I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and I'm off the radar
I am highly successful and can go unnoticed

Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all
I have a lot of money and can pay off criminals

I got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call
I have connections and can get things done quickly and easily

Beg your pardon, I'm too hard, I disregard what you say
I am confident and do not care about your criticisms

Back up the trunk and pass the buck, here's where I'm stoppin' today
I am currently at my current level of success and do not plan to stop right now

Got swag all on me, homie, can't wipe it away we too ill, ill
I have a lot of confidence and style that cannot be diminished

That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums feel
My success and style have led to large venues like arenas, domes, and stadiums

How you feel?
Do you feel the same as me?

And I'm still here in a black whip full of strange clouds
I am still successful and riding in a car with tinted windows

And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down
I have maintained my team of associates and friends, who have also succeeded

Still here for the east side, ain't a thing change but the bank account
I still represent and support my hometown of the east side

Hands high when I come 'round 'cause I'm killin' this shit nigga, hands down
People recognize my success and raise their hands in acknowledgement

And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard
I travel frequently and intensely

Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe to toe with your whole squad
I do not need anyone to back me up, I am capable of handling a group by myself

With the soul of a soldier but even still I don't want no parts
Despite my toughness, I do not want any physical confrontation

And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards
I do not associate with people lacking in compassion or bravery

I'm throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark
I may seem unpredictable or inexperienced, despite my tough exterior

Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art, call me Mozart
My music may seem simple, but it is creative and intelligent

My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks like it's Noah's ark
My social life is wild and often involves multiple women

They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"
The women I am with have attractive appearances and I am excited about it

From a poor child to on top like a mohawk
I have gone from being poor to being successful and visible

But I always knew I'd go far, like a gas truck with no park
Despite my past difficulties, I always believed in my future success

So no applause, hold the applause
Please do not clap or cheer

Just put your hand up if you know the song
Instead, raise your hand if you are familiar with the song