Stuff

Produced by Wonya Love (@wonya).

Written/Performed/Recorded/Mixed by Tony C (@tonycdoe).

Vertigo

Breaking through hysteria
Kama Sutra tear it up, pussy boys they acting tough, I'm sicker than malaria,
y'all don't work enough, smoking strong just to say it blunt, a stunting mothafuckin better chill before we call his bluff, the creek is where I'm rising up,
Token pushin, dreaming lucid visions of utopia,
potions purple slowing down the motion that we see it from
Curb chilling, herb killing devil throwing parties and we tryna come, a troubled mind 
a word to my allies, an alien apart from time, universe in a hearse but resurrected through these rhymes, 
meditated eye, Just to see you tellin lies 
Corrupted painter painted green, plagiarized for the governmented phantom no surprised, 
God said he planned it but we see it through his gap tooth
Perfection had it's moments when it had truth, 
but it's long gone
So far, we found our patience even though we never  had too  

Wait for anything
Face the calling sin
Let Real people trend
Don't let my story end

If word is bond, then these letters chemicals, spell it true letter-man of letting paper trickle in my pocket, nonsense for the topic, so I drop it saying fock it, 
Holy Ghost let me sip sin through your chalice,
Caress the bottle while I roam an empty palace 
so Lay my soul to rest, let it pest, test or play chess with my mind and shoot arrows through my heart, closer to my chest than the start, 
Cupid don't run far, 
I'm off!
Got some Timberlands, stomp hard as militants,
Squad is like an army the way we make demands 
I fall for no bitch, I swear they always trip 
Like wire, 
they desire your heart in the grip, got a dime to your name just waiting on you to slip
Pushing Ritalin, I'm moving the pyramids, try an sign me to shit lift me higher than a spliff 
so I'm gone with the wind

Grand Monk - The Wind (Prod. DERS)

Fountain Of Youth | Music Video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9thFsJQQqc

Fountain Of Youth (dirty)

All songs prod. by Kweku Collins

*Track 3 & 7 featuring additional prod by Boathouse



Say It Here, While It's Safe

Holla Ifya Hear Me

press R+L if you enjoyed...

mixed n mastered by the homie valence
and produced by my homie foxwedding

thankyou

Andsetinn x Andreas Todini - Cut [prod.foxwedding]

Gucci Mane - No Problems (Feat. Rich Homie Quan & Peewee Longway)

SHE'S DAISY SHE DRIVES ME CRAZY

Lyrics written and performed by Woody Pond.
Sound by @neekattack.
Instrumental produced by 96sins.

COLOR

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discography

bones & drip-133 - mothmilk

Felly - Be Ok (Prod. Times New Roman)

turn off your phone.

Cover Art by @luke_barrett

Shout out to Moms, B McCaslin, Luke and my homies for making this possible. 

(Lyrics)

I don't let her call no more
Cut my long distance minutes to a zero
Just so I don't have to hear you (ugh)
It's mista light the L 
Take yo hand in conversation 
She can never even tell if I'm real
Or if I'm playin though

Been a minute since I been in the bay 
Probably get a flight when the money is okay
For now Im just laid off
Every day be my day off
Won’t stop till the views gon pop like the playoffs
Thats straight talk 
Don’t hit my phone you been paid off 
Wavy as bay watch dont quit your day job
Hit the bernie and made off 
Cause I’m quick to curve and evade em
Flip the pencil erase em
Opposite of verbatim 
Thats some thin ice that y’all skating
Back on my own I’m finessing the flow
All of my bars are embezzled in gold
Checking the pics and she rocking my clothes 
Never gon slip so I just let it go

Inhumane the way I spit pollution
Wont take a test at your institution 
Cant cheat the game no restitution
So I crawl the wall and I flash the deuces 
Im gone 

I don't let her call no more
Cut my long distance minutes to a zero
Just so I don't have to hear you (ugh)
It's mista light the L 
Take yo hand in conversation 
She can never even tell if I'm real
Or if I'm playin though


So I keep the apple on moon mode
Won't indulge in no conversation
Got Competition on funeral 
Confidence n not complicated 
No Consequence on my consciousness 
Skip the chapel my own religion 
Grip The gavel no extradition 
No Escobar but I'm bout my business 
No reservoir and y'all thirsty 
Before Tarantino  hit thirty
This generation so dirty
She throw it back it ain't Thursday 


Feel the beat n we bouncin
Zombie when the ounce hit 
Gold cleats n a outfit 
I'm the plug you the outlet 
Before I peace I get em shoutin ayyyee


I don't let her call no more
Cut my long distance minutes to a zero
Just so I don't have to hear you (ugh)
It's mista light the L 
Take yo hand in conversation 
She can never even tell if I'm real
Or if I'm playin though

MOON MODE

Be Alright

prod. @swll 
lyrics: https://genius.com/Blake-lately-lyrics

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Lately

That's Life (prod. Miro Lascano)

had to switch up the vibe for ya'll. 
me n sad money been sittin on this one for way too long.

enjoy

Produced by @SadMoneyMusic
Artwork by Trey Humphries
Mastered by Ellis Tucker

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Woody Pond

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