Bigger Than Life

[Intro: Chris Brown] Look around, is this where you wanna be, yeah? This shit bigger than life and we ain't gotta play around, no, no, no, no And when the sun come up we gon' be alright Speak up on it baby, I'mma get it alright [Chorus: Chorus] I want you to know this is, we are bigger than life Ooh when the sun goes down we gon' be alright, this is, we are bigger than life [Verse 1: Tyga] Uh, the city love me every night When you winning to the fans it ain't hard to decide She know we fly, she pick a flight in no time I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine? You was on my level, we both came from the ghetto And later we're separated, we hate it, I'm glad you made it When your mountain top they say there's nowhere to go but down But I'll be chilling, just look around Perpendicular, momma be straight forever Her crib about an hour, now she an out-of-towner Predicted it be better we change we change the game like quarters Two dimes together, they high five until whatever I can mention your name but I rather keep it clever YMCMB, I tell ya every letter She just wanna chill with a star feel Special no stressing no pressure, I'll bless you [Chorus: Chris Brown] This is we are bigger than life, bigger than life Bigger than life, this is, we are bigger than life Bigger than life, ooh when the sun goes down we gon' be alright This is, we are bigger than life [Verse 2: Birdman] Yeah, money on the grind, money on my mind Do it big time, Junior head line Big money nigga, hustle hundreds nigga Old school nigga, hundred mill nigga Chandelier lights, Persian on the rug Roberta for the bitch, nine for the plug Count a hundred G's, fifty on the piece Cooking up some keys, flip it with some B's Yeah, everyday the same grind Up late nights, nigga tryna flip mine Born to shine, plaques on every shelf Blind any weather nigga with the Smith and Wess Million on the whip nigga, shit Gucci bag full of chips nigga Yeah and I got this game off the flow Moving bricks on the low, hundred G's for the throw Yeah, Uptown off the mound nigga Shredded down put it down, put it in every town nigga Big money stay popping Uptown real nigga [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Uh, smoking on the good Killing these hoes like Blair Underwood Dreads in the wind, blowing like a ribbon Getting money like a bitch, um, Robin Givens God is my chauffeur, take to my destiny White girl, black girl, I call that a referee I'm definitely alive, bullshit aside Red flag in my pocket, I caught a bulls-eye I ain't never gave a fuck about another motherfucker Every night that I pray to God that I don't kill a undercover Word to my mother, give the world to my mother I swear when my momma die, that's when I'mma die Fuck bitches, get money, Young Money go hard Skate hard, big B's no honey Got that drop top Maybach, smelling like payback Payback, uh [Bridge: Chris Brown] This is, we are Look around, is this where you wanna be yeah? This shit bigger than life and we ain't gotta play around, no no And when the sun come up we gon' be alright Speak up on it baby I'mma get it alright cause I want you to know [Chorus]