Stu Lyrics

I look up at the sky and the stars all alined

It's like I'm floating in the color blue

I forget about time to release my mind

What a world this has come to

If God ain't fair at least I got a kick and snare

I'm living life but I ain't aware

So release my soul when that buckets full

Let me roam on the lone road

Working in the stu alone

He gun the throne

Kickin drums he got his own

His own flow

He a slave to the microphone

Chains gold

So where's the key to let him go

He need to know

My hair in the wind blows

The flow flow

Rapping is the best chore

Never bored

Ima get it till the getting gone

Whatever form

I've been dancing in the sun but I've never felt warm

Nothing is for certain, no

But curtains close

I been living in the studio, pursuing goals

Man it's looking like your losing hope, pursuing goals

You got caught up in that true remorse, the music poured

Set of yahamas and SM7B, this heaven

Why you waiting till the feeling set in

Go and get it

You already know about them lemons

It's the intention

They hate it when you asking questions

No compression

How'd you get in that profession

What's a sense without directions

What you know about dimensions

Saint Christopher up on my pendant

Shoutout to

Come in first there's never second

I look up at the sky and the stars all allined

It's like I'm floating in the color blue

I forget about time to release my mind

What a world this has come to

If God ain't fair at least I got a kick and snare

I'm living life but I ain't aware

So release my soul when that buckets full

Let me roam on the lone road

Working in the stu alone

He gun the throne

Kickin drums he got his own

His own flow

He a slave to the microphone

Chains gold

So where's the key to let him go

He need to know

I been kicking it in Cairo

I still gotta couple limestones or milestones

I been moving like a dynamo in Ohio

750 on the fico

I don't buy clothes

I'll just open up a window

Let a little wind blow

Oh, when i tell you that I've been low

Shit I guess that's how the shit go, you know

So we gon go

Fosho

To the show

Homegrown

I'm here right now

My mind clear I like the sound

I took the chance went out of bounds and now I'm chilling off the ground

I built a house on top the clouds

I look around and don't come down

Working in the stu alone

He gun the throne

Kickin drums he got his own

His own flow

He a slave to the microphone

Chains gold

So where's the key to let him go

He need to know