Since Day 1

It's been a lot of years I've been knowing these boys
 If I got a Benz I hope they drive a Rolls Royce
 See the thing with us
 Staying together is a must
 Chunk like the deuce on my junior high bus
 See we party since the break dance days
 Now it's '99 still on the fast lane
 Man I'm a dog if I was a cat I'd be in heaven
 Cuz I past nine lives back in '87
 Deep in this rap but it's just like the streets
 I see the same killas, hustlas, and freaks
 I remember you selling white on da cut
 Now you most hated on the mic hollering what
 Chopping up the scene
 While we puffing trees
 One family and two companies
 SPM bring the movement let's do this baby
 Skin tight homies since the early eighties
 We all around the world on the mission for meals
 Keep it crunk it's for real
 Blowing on kill
 Niggas already know
 We gonna ride fo' sho
 SPM, Ike Man, and that Grimm in the door
 About Benjamins
 So the quest begins
 Who wanna step to the three coldest Mexicans
 But don't play dumb
 When you see the spray gun
 Cuz we been down together since day one
 Los I'm thinking nothing but stacks
 Unless it's flipping in 'llacs
 Big body Benzes and Jags
 We count hundreds in cash
 So ain't no stopping us now
 We deep in love with this pay
 And all these lavish ass things
 Like 18-K cardia
 We coming creased with these J's
 We staying tight with them spades
 We high rolling, we paid
 We got respect cuz we made
 I'm living deep in this game
 And ain't no way I'mma change
 These bustas knowing my name
 But ain't no way they can hang
 With a mexicano like Ike
 Soy veterano for life
 In Jam Down commision they got my name up in lights
 I represent for them thugs
 That ride the boats and push drugs
 And smoke the best of them buds
 And save the rest for the scrubs
 I burn the sesses
 Ain't nothing less
 I gots the S on my chest
 I been blessed by my best
 You know the real get no rest
 We coming through
 With power moves
 It ain't no rules in this game
 The same as moving the caine
 We move the music with chains
 And that's my chase for all my paper
 Plates with chips on the table
 Bet them all and I'm able
 Cuz Jam Down is the label
 It's on the hunt for millions or billions
 Ready for more
 We 'bout settle the score
 We world wide and on tour
 I call my boy South Park the Mexican and it's on
 We reminisce getting blown
 Been best of friends for so long
 Back in the days
 We made the paper every gram we weighed
 But now it's slammed to stay
 Paper jams and blaze
 We all around the world
 We... we... we...
 We all around the world
 We all around the world
 We... we... we...
 We all around the world