[Verse 1: Game]
Jogging my memory, the Documentary
Killed that in a drop top John Kennedy

Had to rap [?] like it was telling me
The old me ain't got %#@! [?]
^!$$% I'm finna be still repping the letter B

What if it was the ^!$$% that Dre signed instead of me
Would I be starving or studying at Harvard
Or would I be a dog of a another $#&@in' pedigree

Take away me, take away the su-woo
Take away the gangstar like hip-hop couldn't [?]
Pull up in that new coupe

Take away your girl run her choo choo
Then put it on Worldstar, or Youtube
Yo Tune' what it do

Got some (*##$es in the lobby and I'm bout to send them through
I'm Kobes rings ^!$$% who the $#&@ is you
Not the ^!$$% with five (*##$es sitting in the coupe


[Hook: Chris Brown]
Five, got Jacksons in my pocket and I'm feelin' like a Jackson

Five, I'm robbin', ya I'm ballin', got me feelin' like I'm in the Fab 5
For as long as I live [?] five
Like MJ in game five


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I got five on it

Five short, Young Tune in this (*##$ $#&@ 5-0
^!$$% play the 4-5 if I have an issue
Beat your $$# black and blue with a bag of nickels

I'm a G, do somethin 'bout it
You ain't half of me, you ain't 500 thousand, ^!$$%
And my red bone, 5-5

No hand slapped, but I'm high five
Yeah get with the game or play the sidelines
I dream to get the cover of High Times

Now take 5 paces
And try to guess the color of my shoelaces, red, (*##$
Yeah, I'm on my high horse

Now the sky mad at me cause I stole five stars
Got some freaks in the living room gettin' it on
And they ain't leavin' til five in the morn'

(yeah)Young Tunechi, (*##$!