Name: Letters (PROD. Montoya) by Montoya †
Duration: 2 min 47 s
Description: Thank you to all my friends who helped me with this album.

i know the vocal is cutting i have no idea how that happened

Open Your Eyes

TONIGHT W/ REDD40  [REMIX]

vivi bag

Thank you to all my friends who helped me with this album.

Letters (PROD. Montoya)

where did you come from baby
i got lots to give but can't wait to see
when you come back around 
i'll bring you to town 
we could window shop 
till they close it down 

if it means a thing
id buy you a bag 
if you wanted a ring 
we popping some tags
but if you make a scene 
i ain't saying a thing 
you been acting a fool 
while I dress like a king 

shine bright like a jewel 
that she wanna cling to 
am i worth much more than worm food 
bite like a dog 
but you hit like a bitch 
coming up out the mud 
like i been down in a ditch 

early up in the morning 
hood on like the litch
i know it's so concerning 
but i ain't finished just yet 

if i wanna go burning 
ima leave with a stench 
cuz i burnt down your house 
with everybody in it

fool (prod.pyctur/wellbeallalone)

Produced, mixed, edited by Digger
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Down To The Streets

Все в пастельных тонах
Засыпаю в твоей постели 
Хожу по городу ангелов, нахуй закоулки devil 
От людей остались лишь тени 
Я вижу всю правду
Стирает ноги Анна Павлова на сцене, запоминаю наследие 
Рукой срываю хризантемы
Roll’ю растения в Антверпен’е
Смотрю на страхи
Рисую в абстракте
Достаю до дна океана 
С надеждой листаю книги 
Хожу меж галактик слез 
Обо мне напомнят грезы
В ночи наблюдаю за звездами 
Теряю в лесах свой разум
Зависаю в пространстве 
Все цвета палитры гаснут 
Видно лишь полотна Harris 
Наблюдаю за их танцами 
One Hunna
Все поступки оправданы 
Без спешки roll’ю материю на ощупь
Не замечая последствий, теряюсь в лесах заснеженных 
Вокруг все те же портреты
Дуют метели, засыпало скорбью всю коммуну
Окутан глубиной неба, сливаюсь с погодой 


Осадок дыма в моих легких
Хожу в миллионнике я среди мертвых 
Засыпаю в рассвете 
Смотрю сквозь прозрачные стены 
Кругом знакомые окрестности 
Попадаю в бесконечный круг событий
Все мои мечты попадали 

Saint Martin, играю со старухой в мантии
Подробно изучил свой дар 
Краткость сестра бездарности 
Висят портреты Lawrence Carrol
Повис плед на твоей шее
Все оправданно

ForestWalk (prod. erg0)

A collection of original songs by Ian Segal-Gould, also known as Ian Bean, Yan Mean, and Dead Birds

lost in nostalgia

MY INSTAGRAM: instagram.com/tombfell

LYRICS:

I Know That You Dont Believe Me
When I Say That Im Not Leaving
But I Know That I Cant Prove It
If I Kill Myself And Ruin It

Im Out Here Doin It
Faded Off Some Stupid Shit
Losing Everything Again
I Just Wanna Save My Friends

I Dont Wanna Meet My End
Ima Rot Inside My Bed
I Just Live Inside My Head
I Dont Wanna Think Again

Ima Get High Again
Smokin Up Im Hot Boxin'
Take A Blinker Off Tha Pen
Smokin Chemicals & Sin

Bitch I Think I Got Too High
Too Faded Think I Might Die
Badass Witch Right By My Side
Bitch Im High I Think Ill Cry

Dont Matter No I Wont Try
On Saturn Hold On Might Die
Dont Head Out I Just Need Time
I Cant Buy Enough, Enough Supply

Witch On My Dick Get Down
Dont Celebrate
No Bitch On Your Dick
Cuz You Are Celibate

Bitch You A Bitch
Come On Lets Settle Shit
Hick Runnin Lip
AK Gon Hit A Bitch

If You Run That Lip
You Know Theres Hell To Pay
Hick Kill A Bitch
Got A Pill In My Gatorade

Backwoodshick
In The Back With A Numb Face
Burned Nose High Grade
Bullets Wont Hit A Thang

I LOVE YOU ALL

PILL IN MY GATORADE [PROD ME] @TOMBFELL #HANGEDMAN

my instagram: instagram.com/tombfell

LYRICS:

Floating past the skyline
Smoke rings in my rear view
I just wanna get high
Doin what I wanna do

High as hell I’m on the moon
Do you see them faces too
I just saw an alien
Tryna find it in my coupe

Leave them lanterns on
Hallowed forest begging god
For the trees to treat me good
Casting spells in Camelot

Ten wands magic pond
Look ahead the magics gone
They be bleeding in my garden
Shadows moving salems lot

Old whispers coming from the moon
Hanged man’s curseim in my tomb
I don’t know what to do
Bitch I’m out here for you

Lookin for you inside the woods
Backwoods im in my tomb
I can’t see a damn thing
Yeah I fuckin love the moon

Yeah I see the skyline
Lookin thru the skylight
Bitch I’m on an airplane
Nevermind I’m just high

Dirt and deer blood
In my magic pond
Yea the water turn purple
When the sun is gone

Floating past the skyline
Smoke rings in my rear view
I just wanna get high
Doin what I wanna do

High as hell I’m on the moon
Do you see them faces too
I just saw an alien
Tryna find it in my coupe

Leave them lanterns on
Hallowed forest begging god
For the trees to treat me good
Casting spells in Camelot

Ten wands magic pond
Look ahead the magics gone
They be bleeding in my garden
Shadows moving salems lot

Skyline [prod. me] @TOMBFELL #HANGEDMAN

damn I didn’t even know back then that I can really love sb so fckin hard

Letters (PROD. Montoya)

Montoya †

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