THT KID Jordan Paul - A Town Stuntin' sh** lyrics

[Verse 1, THT KID Jordan Paul] Im'a Set it off like jayda, at will like jayden Nah na Nah if you faded then i been ghost like Shwazee In the booth with shots of liquor smoke, sessions on the side an I been distant from my n***a's Them my n***as since horizon riding Bus routes with Joe, And yo Ray had that fro, and oh! Xion Was lying she use to write me notes Ain't thinking what the future holds, holding grudges on these b**h's Who switching on who they hitting, putting n***as on a fence till the point we feel defeated Like the defense started feet less and even was never seen and, you struggle to let me hug you I'm struggling cause i have to, young and on that b**h sh** all these b**hs's i attach to [Hook THT KID Jordan Paul] f** you, f** you,f** you, f** you i dont even love you, but I Want you, Want you, Want you, Want you, baby ain't it funny how I THink about you all the time, I think about you all the time, I think about you all the time Draped up, Driped out A town stuntin' sh** x2 Dont let me fall, dont let me fall [Verse 2, THT KID Jordan Paul] Im'a Go horse like peyton. painting pictures like Davinchi out in Vennis with a vengeance In remembrance of my younger years smoking weed with lovers, Chronic and baby mothers I said i use to love you now its useless like the rubber, look i ain't finna' f** you Look i ain't even "kid in" both of us is older now, remember back then when you use to f** with otis That n***a that f**ed with lauren, i heard that she had herpies them stories you heard um to atleast i think you did We'll nikki's on my dick a black female in my face, she said i really like your shoes but n***a these were tae's But what was i to do cause i ain't have no jays, Thats jordan with no jordans cause jordan just can't afford Importent it's more then urgent, you need um if you start touring They want swag, i guess i gotta' swag now said I'm f**ing nuts in Asylums with my pants down [Hook THT KID Jordan Paul] f** you, f** you,f** you, f** you i dont even love you, but I Want you, Want you, Want you, Want you, baby ain't it funny how I THink about you all the time, I think about you all the time, I think about you all the time Draped up, Driped out A town stuntin' sh** x2 Dont let me fall, dont let me fall [Verse 3, A poem by Dontae "Flow Proper" hardin]