For One

[Intro]

(It sounds like Nyge)

[Chorus: SL]

Look, for one, when we step in the sun

I didn't care 'bout the money, when they drew us out, I was risking the lot, I wasn't gone

Thanks to the Gods

Get us a load and we chop it in rocks

Chop, chop, chop, chop

Here and I'm here for the better

Me, it's just me and my—

Fuck to the opps and fuck what they did

Word to my bro, when they come out, they're pissed

Pick up my phone, I love when it ring, ring, ring, straight to the quid

Don't let 'em fool you, they threw it and missed

So many words, but don't believe a thing

Look, so many chitters and chatters

Why weren't you there when it mattered?

[Verse 1: Kwengface]

So many chitters and chatters (Chatters)

But niggas weren't there when it mattered ('Llow it)

All of these shootings and all of these stabbings

I scored on an opp, now I'm bragging (Rrr-rrr)

Cover my eyes when I go on a glide 'cause both of them boys be tatted (True)

This beamer is looking metallic

An opp just dropped, tragic (Sad)

For one

All them niggas are bums (No)

They ain't fucking with us

For two

All my niggas are true

Man, we say what we do (Do)

I mean do what we say, but you know what I mean, swear down, man, you're catching my tune (Catching my drift)

My guys do lean and shoot (Bah)

Shoutout K2, man, he's way too loose

[Verse 2: SL]

Look, look, lean on a fucker

So spread out my butter

Shop for you and drop it (Drop it)

I inhale tropic

Cookie smoke on a plug, ain't got it

Come from the gutter, makin' me suffer, baby, lock it (Lock it)

You way too toxic, still put dank on a scale, I'm boxin'

[Verse 3: Kwengface]

Look, I be fuckin' with the keys like a locksmith (Ooh)

Shorty tellin' me that I'm way too toxic (Too toxic)

Bring out the Magnum (Grrah), juice got spilled like wine, oof, tonic (Blah, blah)

Let's just be honest (Ooh)

The whole of your group ain't fuckin' on it (On it)

I swear that I'm livin' today (Uh) 'cause you know tomorrow ain't promised (True)

[Chorus: SL]

For one, when we step in the sun

I didn't care 'bout the money, when they drew us out, I was risking the lot, I wasn't gone

Thanks to the Gods

Get us a load and we chop it in rocks

Chop, chop, chop, chop

Here and I'm here for the better

Me, it's just me and my—

Fuck to the opps and fuck what they did

Word to my bro, when they come out, they're pissed

Pick up my phone, I love when it ring, ring, ring, straight to the quid

Don't let 'em fool you, they threw it and missed

So many words, but don't believe a thing

Look, so many chitters and chatters

Why weren't you there when it mattered?

[Bridge: Kwengface, SL]

It's Cali I smoke (Mm, mm), it's Cali I'm smokin'

This Cali, I blow it, I let 'em know when it's gone (Mm, mm)

Two guns in the ride (Mm, mm), you know that we rollin'

Two guns when we rollin', we let 'em know what we got (Mm, mm)

I'm down for my bros (Mm, mm), you know I ain't foldin'

I'm down for my niggas, I'll do it now for my niggas (Mm, mm)

This Cali I smoke (Mm, mm), these opp boys I'm smokin'

These oppers I'm smoking, I fling 'em all in my pot

[Chorus: SL]

Look, for one, when we step in the sun

I didn't care 'bout the money, when they drew us out, I was risking the lot, I wasn't gone

Thanks to the Gods

Get us a load and we chop it in rocks

Chop, chop, chop, chop

Here and I'm here for the better

Me, it's just me and my—

Fuck to the opps and fuck what they did

Word to my bro, when they come out, they're pissed

Pick up my phone, I love when it ring, ring, ring, straight to the quid

Don't let 'em fool you, they threw it and missed

So many words, but don't believe a thing

Look, so many chitters and chatters

Why weren't you there when it mattered?

[Outro]

(It sounds like Nyge)