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S.T.F.U
702
Hip-Hop/Rap
S.T.F.U was released on October 29, 2025 by 5295763 Records DK as a part of the album LIFE OF A WALKERO
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Release DateOctober 29, 2025
Label5295763 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM101

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SportycK
SportycK
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Adrian Guerrero
Christian Adrian Guerrero
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keflon
Keflon
Engineer

Lyrics

It's a walk thing baby, fuck all I ask I said shut the fuck up bitch, I don't wanna
Talk Street made ass, you can see it in my walk
You do what you could, man I do what I want I ain't never said a thing, man my word all
I got Man I tried to do my best, but the hood did
The rest End up gang, man I say it with my chest
Had to get it right before the ass shit got left
Fuck all my enemies, I'm screaming double S
No fear in my blood, man I'm really cold hearted
Feeling like the man, but I'm just getting started
Steady pray to God, cause I'm steady fighting evil
Every time I close my eyes all I see is dead people
I don't care where you from, I'ma do what I do
Southeast bang, man I'm quick to go and shoot I do it for my dogs locked down in that cage
Man I'm screaming out they names when I'm really up on stage
Bitch getting close, bitch back the fuck up
Thought he was a shit guy, smack the fuck up
Man I'm tired of all my opps, they just shooting in the air
Man I get close range, I shoot him in his ear
Man I gave the homie Glock cause I really wanna chop
Whipped that bitch out, got it twerking like a thot
Put that thing down till we hit that back block
We gon' keep spinning, bitch till they get the ass shot
I said shut the fuck up bitch, I don't wanna talk
Street made ass, you can see it in my walk You do what you could, man I do what I want
I ain't never said a thing, man my word all I got
Man I tried to do my best, but the hood did the rest
End up gang, man I say it with my chest
Had to get it right before that shit got left
Fuck all my enemies, I'm screaming double ass
High head, cold heart, man that's all that I know
Streets for the real, so the fake gon' show
Steady trying to chill, but I'm always on go
Gun on my hip and it's quick to go blow
Yeah my gun left empty every time that I slid
I get close up, man I show him what it is
You ain't even gotta know me to know what I did
I been banned blocks, I ain't taking no bids
Telling God that I'm sorry for the things that I done did
Wishing you was there for my pops when he bled
Man I do this shit for you and I say what I said
If they playing by your grave, send shots to they head
If you mention in my city, man you gon' hear my name
No smut up in my section, well known in the game
Man I did it for the money, I ain't never for the fame
I'm the last of the real, I ain't never gonna change
So shut the fuck up
Written by: Christian Adrian Guerrero
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