NO $ENSE/F.T.O.N

[Part 1: NO $ENSE]

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Sometimes you trust as far as you can throw em
Other times just act like you ain't know em
Yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
I got money just to stunt
Pull up on her in some 1s
Buy her anything she want
Don’t cut the check or split it up
She want christian loubotouns
She be fucking up my funds
But I need her from the jump
This is just the price I pay
I just took her from her mans
You could tell this shit was planned
I just noticed she be flexing off her exes on the Gram
She my queen, that my bae
She get everything she say
Use my bank like a controller
This just be the games she play

[Pre-Chorus]
She want Gucci, she want prada
She gon drown in this designer
She get everything she want until it fades away
She want those balenciagas
And she put that on her mama
That this fake love will never fade away

[Chorus 1]
Everything you see ain't what you get
I lose my mind, it fuck me up, dont make no sense
Everything you see ain't what you get
I lose my mind, it fuck me up, dont make no sense
Everything you see ain’t what you get
I lose my mind, it fuck me up, dont make no sense
All this shit I've seen done fucked me up
I cut her off, dont play no games she dont get cents, from me

[Part 2: F.T.O.N]

[Chorus 2]
Who gon tell you different
Fuck them other niggas
Who gon tell you different
You can't trust them niggas
We dont stay the same
Just dust off them niggas
Dont let em change the picture
Its fuck them other niggas
Who gon tell you different
Fuck them other niggas
Who gon tell you different
You can't trust them niggas
We dont stay the same
Just dust off them niggas
Dont let em change the picture
Its fuck them other niggas

[Bridge]
Who gon tell you different (I rose up)
Who gon tell you different (I rose up)
Who gon tell you different (I glo'd up)
We can't leave no witness (I glo'd up)

[Chorus 2]
Who gon tell you different
Fuck them other niggas
Who gon tell you different
You can't trust them niggas
We dont stay the same
Just dust off them niggas
Dont let em change the picture
Its fuck them other niggas

[Verse 2]
She so petty always stalking my connections
I told her step up if she wanna take this blessin
Spill her secrets she been steady with confessin
Flip the scripts, whats coming next is her undressin’
Meet at my address and we go south with no direction
Brand new VVS and she gon bang like Lethal Weapon
No love that we professin, lay her down and give a lecture
Then cop her gucci bags she acting bad like shit was Decker
Uh, she want crown jewels, she like the finer things
I’m stacking bodies top of bodies like I been a fiend
Lil Boosie, wipe her down like im Mr. Clean
She gon try and do me dirty like she Charlie Sheen

[Chorus 2]
Who gon tell you different
Fuck them other niggas
Who gon tell you different
You can't trust them niggas
We dont stay the same
Just dust off them niggas
Dont let em change the picture
Its fuck them other niggas