U never thought u would find yourself in unrequited love
The stories we could build,
 the stories we could tell
About you
She wants a loft but she don't know the price
I'm working extra hard
Working hard for the money 
Oh hot stuff I'm working hard
Working hard for you
Working hard for you
Where'd you come from dear
If we danced the night away
Would the moon still be white
If I walked to your house in the middle of the night
10 miles would be 2
distance is my pleasure 
for you i would come through
I haven't even met her
Talk me down 
talk me down babe
the way I know you really want to
The way I know you need to
The way you fucking fiend

MARCH 23(ROUGH)

out now on all the streaming services

enjoi

https://open.spotify.com/track/7HzAT4KAvJi2rI9FcgzQNv

HIGH // FREE - Single

HIGH // FREE (Ft. Juto & Rei So La) [available now on spotify, apple music, etc.]

i just wanna stay in bed with you all day playing the new zelda game, bless

breath ft. merlyn wood

Juto - Mary

Send this 2 Steve Lacy 

Written/Produced/Mixed by Stevan

Alt version live drums by Stevan 
https://darkskinnedboi.tumblr.com/post/169877639532/heart-in-a-bossa-nova-style-i-played-everything

Heart

flower girl (ft. reymun)

Juto - Scarlet

CAN I KICK IT (LOGIC RENDITION) // JUTO

I go, soaring places where I cant be found, I go soaring places high up in the clouds (x2)
Let's go, get stoned, and eat waffles
I get it (x2) 
I can but I won't 
You know 
I try (x2) but can't shove it down your throat 
I get it (x2) 
I can but I wont 
But cant shove that shit down your throat
I get it (x2) 
I can but I won't 
You know 
I try (x2) but can't shove it down your throat 
Let's go, get stoned, and eat waffles
Tho I try 
I get it (x2)
I can but I won't 
You know 
I try (x2) 
But I cant shove that shit down your throat

Cloud Surfer

Produced by Kevin Holliday, Dontay Downer, and Caleb Matheson

Art By Santangelo Williams

Hot And Fun ft. Eric Solitude

Ash my lucky in love, and say goodbye to the only one I’ve ever known. Not once have petals grown on roots to which I’ve tended - none shown. But blossoms wilted, fell to my feet. Back home wandering streets. 
Outer space love, all aboard your lullaby. 
I’m face-up, light speed into my demise.
I bathe in galaxies on hunts for actualities - expeditions unknown, cosmic alibis.
Where have you gone?
Won’t you appear in more than fragments floating behind Henry’s stare, in the dust above that hair?
I can’t help but wonder - what would mid July be like? Green January, somebody’s in love. Only after hours will I walk - path enlightened by your cherries. Seldom do you talk with words that I don’t carry. 
I could recite back to you our night from 12th to your room - crystallized chews. Forced myself to make believe I’m not blue, staring at your eyes of the same hue.

CAN I KICK IT (LOGIC RENDITION) // JUTO

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