HATE IT

CROSS MY HEAD [PROD. BENJICOLD]

GOT ONE

WHoAAAA [Prod.WESTLY]

Bonus

https://music.apple.com/us/album/9ne/1615293914

CROSS OF UNEXPECTED

co- produced by souhail abinnour and sachy beats.

9 N E   W R L D

sativa

Sativa

spotify

SATIVA(FT. SAINT MASON &  LUCAVELLI)  [prod. Souhail Abinnour]

Bruvas (feat. Trvpsosa & Kenfo)

9NE-RAMUNE [PROD.2AAB]

produced by eddiechoppa 
art by @findrudy

Score

SPEAK MY MIND [PROD.FLAASK]

Use You [prod.boka]

IM HER KING (PROD. 12 ROSES)

9NE FT.716FARRI-DIFFERENT SEASONS

ROTTING THOUGHTS PROD. @2THOUSAN9

BORN IN FIRE PROD. @PRODBY2AAB

EVERYDAY PROD. @BOKASHAWTY + @PRODBYCJ

FEELING MY 9 PROD. @CHECKDIOR

CRAZY GIRLS PROD. @SADBALMAIN

PRIORITIES PROD. @UGLYFRIEND

GET LIKE US

GET LIKE US PROD. NOIR7K x CJ808

Shawty Lo Ft. RealYungPhil [Westly]

9NE BDAY MIX

Slow Down [Ogabi]

lyrics
Niggas on my line they steady be rushing,
We turning nothing to something,
I told lil baby to stay down,
Got this lil bag that I gotta make out,
I need a bag I don’t need a hand out,
I’m copping a lamb it won’t be a rental,
I’m in the studio spazzing lil bitch,
I’m boutta get all my young niggas rich,
I keep that hate right here on my hip,
I was a hot head I was a jit,
Okay let me pop my shit!
Fuck out my face you making me sick!
I’m smoking on pack it’s whole sale,
I’m at war lemme catch a shell,
I’m a real nigga don’t need no help,
Class in session, ringing the bell,
I put it out, it’s all gonna sell,
I’m really on cash, the fuck how you felt,
She eating my soul I’m really gon melt,
Breaking these records like Phelps,
Not just the cards I’m dealt, 

Nigga just go hard for yourself, 

That’s why I got some hits on my belt, 

I’m boutta put a Grammy on my shelf, 

This shit way too easy, 

I go MIA for a day, 

I rip a pack and get in my lane, 

Pass me the mic I know my name, 

Something about me I never could change, 

That niggas a lame, 

She in lab just giving me face, 

That shit it was fate, 

I took off these niggas was late, 

On my planet lil bitch imma skate, 

It’s too many skeeze can’t be in LA, 

We going up and it’s not for debate, 

Lil bitch imma lion, I’m not tame, 

Come lil nigga, test my rank, 

I got them hits I got no shame, 

I’m rocking out like I was Laker, 

And we could be chilling and she getting naked, 

Ain’t got no soul I do not respect you, 

Nobody else could say my message, 

In this bitch scheming like I was with Lester, 

I’m going so dumb like I’m boutta get rich, 

And she so geeked wanna taste my dick, 

All through 2020 I’m making them hits, 

I’m boutta make sum flip!

Flip It! Prod Xaynor

lyrics
Don’t give a fuck
I had a dream I was covered in bucks,
I woke up then I ran all the shit up,
I’m coming up man they thought I was done,
Feel in my body I’ve done it before,
I’m at the show off the premium dope,
It is my time let em hate when I’m done,
I’m in the studio opening doors,
Got off my ass I can’t be wit the dorks,
Imma keep working not keeping the score,
It’s a new year I got shit up in store,
Don’t fuck wit these niggas got up on my own,
Look at the star power I been showing,
Pick up the speed I cannot be slowing,
Two years ago what the fuck was I doing, 

Listen to me man that shit was a honor, 

Reach in my bag let me turn to a baller, 

I’m tryna run up these digits be calling, 

He tried to fit in that stock keep falling, 

Bank Of America I count a dollar, 

She tryna kiss on my neck and my collar, 

I’m still coming up pay respect to the fallen, 

I love to work give myself a new challenge, 

I stay on the path I can’t look to the side, 

You wanna come up then come for the ride, 

You wanna hate cause you can’t join the side, 

You outside the club cause you can’t come inside, 

I’m talking my shit cause it gotta be said, 

I get so mad that I only see red, 

Niggas be stalking me just like the feds, 

I got this lifestyle stuck in my head, 

I know I turn to target every time I’m talking I gotta keep shit in my head, 

Still going hard for respect imma die as an artist I swear that I’m pulling ahead, 

I used to think I was better off dead, 

I woke up then I got straight on my legs, 

I gotta go up for all of these niggas, 

I need them bands what the fuck is a listen? 

I took a break from the gram taking pictures, 

I got to run up mf digits, 

Look at my fate cause this shit it was written,

In this bitch working the fuck is you kidding, 

You gotta make up your mf mind,
Ain’t choosing your fate that boy got no spine,
You gotta work if you stay on the grind,
Don’t just be wasting my time,

Don't Waste Time Prod. Ric & Thadeus

lyrics


Nigga just fuck it just throw me the stash,
Niggas they bark and they brag on a app,
Working in silence I run a bag,
You on the sidelines switching a side,

I’m in the game protect I serve, 

Smoking on za, it’s killing my nerves, 

Smoking on dope like I’m going to heaven, 

Look in my eyes I could tell you it’s deadly, 

Imma go give that bitch a lil hesi, 

Sum just tell me that hoe not ready, 

I swear the money my favorite discussion, 

Show these niggas we having the muscle, 

Niggas can’t tell me shit bout the hustle, 

Nigga you sit on yo ass you ain’t finna cry to me, 

I’m in the crease still making a plan, 

Come on lil baby let’s go make some bands, 

I do this shit like it’s nothing but I know it’s something, 

I got in my bag I been working all summer, 

These niggas is pawns these niggas is dummies, 

Grown ass man a proud ass runner! 

Hit me up I’m like huh? 

Thought yo ass was done, 

He gotta bag he took from the devil, 

Jewels come in, they coming in metal, 

I had to switch it up whole new level, 

You sold your soul, I never could settle, 

We boiling up like we on the kettle,

I’m on a hill but I could go down, 

I make a sound, throw to the hounds, 

I make it count, makin my rounds, 

I make it bounce, off of the counter,

Got me some drip like I’m holding a bounty, 

I feel the bullshit swarming around me, 

Don’t gotta care bout that shit though, 

I’m on a bag till the shit gets old, 

I’m purer than most can’t lie on my soul, 

I’ll tell you truth, 

I’m on vacation, can’t even move, 

My niggas cutthroat, we never could lose,

She wanna fuck cause she know what I do, 

Only wit you because you staying true, 

Get that bag lemme spend it on you, 

Imma show you what a platform do, 

I’m finna stay out the drama, 

I’m working too hard it’s a problem, 

I know imma make it! 

Man these niggas just say it, when these niggas gone do it

In my lane I go my speed, 

That’s why niggas keep going out sad, 

Niggas don’t know how to push on the gas, 

Throw you the bag you gotta catch it, 

I’m in the water lil bitch I’m a vessel, 

I skip class but I’ll take a test, 

I really think, we are the best, 

You let a gnat, get in your head! 

I work hard so I break bread, 

Long night working she right in my bed,

Makin' My Rounds Prod. WESTLY

Explanations [Clayco]

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