9TAILS

release date January 27 2019
official file <3  found by me
lyrics:

Well would you look at all this shit that I been doing for you
Love, it had me really goin' through it for you
Anything to do, you know I'd do it for you
Ha-Had me on a trip for this shit
I been losing the love, yeah
I been losing the love, woah

Yeah, by myself
I got through it by myself, need no help
I been killing shit regardless of the wealth
Hate a belt, all that Louis, Gucci buckle, it don't help
In my hell, I been had to kill the reup by myself, yeah
Empty bottles, empty baggies on the shelf, yeah
Empty heart, got no soul to make it melt, yeah
In the dark, kill the lights inside the house, yеah
False start, I kept on going by myself, yеah
Aimin' low, bro, you just in need of wealth
Come that winter, you were asking me for me help
If I had known it was like that I wouldn't have come around
If I had known it was like that I wouldn't have helped
Drug, it had me nauseous
Love, it had me cautious
Playin' with my feelings, had to leave to fuckin' stop it
Play me like it's matter, had me feeling like an object
How you feeling sad when you're the one who fuckin' caused it?

Look at all this shit that I been doing for you
Love, it had me really goin' through it for you
Anything to do, you know I'd do it for you
Had me on a trip for this shit
I been losing the love, yeah
I been losing the love, woah

Silence rings, ultraviolent
Eyelids covered in glitter
Buzzin' on my phone, so I got rid of the ringer
I called in a flood, seen them cry at the jeweler
Jetlag from the jetfuel packed, packing glad bag sacks
Man, I feel like a shooter, but I'm not touching the Ruger
Bad bitch on my shit, feel like I've seen it improving
Damn, it's smooth, I got important shit to do
IVN supply me and I eat it like it's food
Stuff two in the leaf and then I lick it for the glue
Sippin' Disaronno and I passenger the coupe
Whip look like a Autobot, crew look like Decepticon
All that shit you wish that you could do, we got it goin' on
Never shoulda dropped me for the petty shit you hangin' on
Girl, you know I know that these the beats you love me singin' on

Look at all this shit that I been doing for you
Love, it had me really goin' through it for you
Anything to do, you know I'd do it for you
Had me on a trip for this shit
I been losing the love, yeah
I been losing the love, woah

losing the love (prod. IVN)

feat sewerperson
prod curtains
art by p dexty

lyrics:
(Futhills)
I'm not like that
From the time I been runnin'
Time to fight back
Baby you love me?
Sorry I don't know if I'mma come back
I'mma run through
I'm not for you
I'm a broke fool
Sorry I'm your go to
I'm not sorry
You don't feel me
And I know it's been a problem with the real me
But you're so mean
When you broke me
One more time
Baby you know I hate the old me

One more time (all this time)
I know
You wanna go back 
To the good times (I'm alright)
When you knew
I was yours

Never forget
I know we said
Stuck in my head
I don't regret it yeah
No more incentive
We shoulda said it
Now it's a headache yeah
One more time
And we gon' fight
And we gon' call it off
One more time
And I'm gon' die
I swear its not your fault

(Sewerperson)
I just dropped this bitch 
Then booted me up 
And I blew a bag
Now I'm movin' around this bitch 
With fear of god 
Tags on me
I can't feel that bitch 
I tell her it's useless getting mad
All of my cookie strong
 I smelt this qp thru the bag
All my bottles gold
I'm deep in this booth 
I'm sipping cris
After I leave I pour up 
Now I see purple inside my piss
Just to put the jewelry on 
It’s bound to break a wrist
Bitch u gonna broke forever if u don’t take the risk
Ok I get it if u hate me 
You not special 
Get a grip
Molly inside my body 
Got me tryna eat my lip
Look at my necklace 
Baby I put it on and I take a dip
I'm inside of this foreign 
I floor the gas and u see a blip

(Sewerperson and Futhills)
All this time
All this time
I've been beaten up
But I'm alright
I've been quite alright 
Thank you very much

(Futhills)
I'm not like that
From the time I been runnin'
Time to fight back
Baby you love me?
Sorry I don't know if I'mma come back
I'mma run through
I'm not for you
I'm a broke fool
Sorry I'm your go to
I'm not sorry
You don't feel me
And I know it's been a problem with the real me
But you're so mean
When you broke me
One more time
Baby you know I hate the old me

One More Time! ft. Sewerperson (curtains)

lyrics:

If we could talk before we go
then U would know im going home alone
There’s just no heart when we lay low
When we fuck i know ur eyes are closed
I know we tried to take it slow
But we couldn’t help to fast forward

I put my heart on my arm
I pray these people dont cause me no harm
I put my brain in a jar
I cannot think when im touching her palms
I write this shit like its psalms
Suited but ready like John
Bitches been on me like fonzie
She said I look drunk well I might be
Ashes to ashes im charred
I see who gave me the scars
Hiding in the dark
U fetaled up u a coward
If im who you’d haunt 
Know im laying chalk inside here
I got samus gun
Turned me to the bomb yea yea
Its like mars attacks how she keep biting thumbs freaked out
Its like terrifier 2 Im starting to bleed out

If we could talk before we go
then U would know im going home alone
There’s just no heart when we lay low
When we fuck i know ur eyes are closed
I know we tried to take it slow
But we couldn’t help to fast forward

Hlwn22 (Eric Godlow x SWR)

im legitimately terrified (eric Godlow)

0hblivion - sadlikesketchy & lo$tboy (prod.lilcounterspell)

amnesia ft. Yung Dough (prod. excedi)

im still learning (prod. killedmyself)

lyrics:

contact goyard with the arm strap
bet ill bounce back quicker than i fall back
bet ill text back quicker than you call back
all the smoke got me feeling like a smokestack

come thru i dont know my eyes red
when they close i can see you in my eye lids
nearly gone, so i roll another blunt wrap
all the smoke got me feeling like a smokestack

smoking slo mo
that shit kick in pronto
i just got some new friends
i put in my new phone

feeling blue like the faces in my bank note
i dont need a meal i just need a fucking goose coat

now she getting real close
start to tell me she know how i feel tho
say we work and she can read me with her eyes closed
i just stay inside so how the fuck would you know

broken car yellow stars
lead me home
sense your hate
and i can feel it in my bones
sense erased
feel my mind work on its own
see your face
in the pictures on my phone
know your place
whats the value of your soul
hows it taste
when you eat your lover whole
cant replace 
the emotions in the mold
change of state
she said ive never been so cold

contact goyard with the arm strap
bet ill bounce back quicker than i fall back
bet ill text back quicker than you call back
all the smoke got me feeling like a smokestack

come thru i dont know my eyes red
when they close i can see you in my eye lids
nearly gone, so i roll another blunt wrap
all the smoke got me feeling like a smokestack

smokestack (prod. fats'e)

produced by @chivnti

lyrics:

nose lame as fuck get it peirced like a bull
i live and i die to be different
if we fuck just know that my hearts not involved
i learned i could numb my emotions

think my body dont make tears no more
couldnt give a fuck about the feelings
fuck a plan last thing im gonna do is pull through
too busy sharing thoughts with the ceiling

mid september ill be fucking crazy
swear to god im ugly no one wanna date me
i been so fucked up i want it please dont save me
whenever im stuck like this all my dreams amazing

when i make plans respond within the fuckin minute
im not busy but i hate it
10 minutes tops and im not waiting

like what the fuck u comtemplating 
for so long
u wouldnt do this if i made it
and blew up

i always hated being sheltered
im not urs just give it up
i go to parties full of strangers
just to come thru and fuck it up

at least my music going good
but knowing me ill prolly fuck it up
tonight my head is feeling good
but of course i always drug it up

i went from always being late
to pretty much never showing up
i went from i dont have a plug
to damn my plug is coming clutch

think my body dont make tears no more
couldnt give a fuck about the feelings
fuck a plan last thing im gonna do is pull through
too busy sharing thoughts with the ceiling

art found at http://johnnysboots.tumblr.com/post/76103773768

scissor hands (prod. chivnti)

produced by @anobodyreally

cover art by TrapSirC https://twitter.com/TrapSirC

lyrics:

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

i got the fade for like 40
vodka but chase is a 40
they talkin like damn i go hard
but frankly this party is boring

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
bad bitch from new orleans
she call me daddy like maury

i aint a father no maury
but im gonna son u like morty
ur girl just told u she was sleeping 
but im in her house like im cory

i think yo girlie my mistress
she run the dome like a beep test
i let her grip it like viscous
she want me to spray like im windex

ruby stay hot like a furnace
all this success cause i earned it
this shit is not bout the earnings
its me excersizing my purpose

you know this
im focused
this beat i just hit and i owned this

the shadows
im cloaked in
allow the emotion to soak in

the words all
have meaning
think bout the shit that im screaming
even if you got to see it
it'd be such a reach to believe it

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

so much garbage (prod. ʎpoqou)

produced by @mileex

cover art by csidesuicide at csidesuicide.tumblr.com/

lyrics:

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

im finally sober
i find that drugs get more fun as u get older
allow u to look into ur mind and break the borders
let u create genius ideas and store them just like a horder

creation not a disorder
mix vocals just like a mortar
ill crush u like im a pestle
and fling u just like a mortar

stay fly like a spaceship
so fly im too high to fit my placement

i been feeling real ugly lately
people rather stand than sit beside me on the transit lately
ya i guess im kind of crazy
and anxious and awkward but maybe u still could be my baby

i dont lift
but im holding up this rep up on my chest
i dont sip
but ill get u feeling wavy like i did

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

perspective (prod. mileex)

produced by @idealismus

this track is completely non-profit

lyrics:

the comedown
nothing good happens in the come down

u are now hearing bout the come down
slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked

u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok
i just wanna pull up rolls royce now
but life just didnt work out that way

life just didnt work out that way

slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked
u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok

homie wake up at four
10 alarms said 8
but i been up all night and soon enough ill be up all day
working hard no pay
i dont care it feels great
accomplishments im glad i made

living the dream and the dream way too lucid
all of my fans said they knew i would do it
im never stopping so dont get it twisted
im sorry but music is over the mrs

808 earthquake
am i always sad no way
sacrifices by drake
hell nah i feel great

u are now hearing bout the come down
slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked

u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok
i just wanna pull up rolls royce now
but life just didnt work out that way

the comedown (prod. idealism)

produced by @killedmyself

cover art found at 80sanime.tumblr.com/post/134500403407

lyrics:

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

its 1:50 
view dizzy
drink fizzy
heads spinning
blunt flicking
bong hitting 
cant lose
stay winning

574 new balance
blue polo player pajama
words make u sweat like saunas
bars bring heat like llamas

petrified
u look dead inside
but i can tell u scared
no u cant hide

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

reset the clock (prod. killedmyself)

produced by @scottysplash

lyrics:

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

ya its riptide
make u feel right
stacking blue bills
playing the sound bytes

crocidile logo shirt ud
think im in the everglades
ya i got the juice 
i drink henny like its minute maid

girl when i tell u come thru
i would never fuck around
if u not about it
craving love then u could tell me now
neighbours hate noise
keep it quiet when we blowin loud
long as it come off i do not care if its a gucci belt

think im rich as hell
like baby buy me fendi belts
ion got spare change 
buy it for yourself
go and find some loose change
buried in the couch 
baby i wont make it rain
if u dont wanna help

im only grinding for myself
if u wanna free ride 
go fuck on someone else

i give her love and i switch
i get to fuck and i dip 
feelings are not in the mix
she just love me for my kicks

she wants chocolates
i break her heart like its a twix
hit my phone again
and i might have to block ur shit

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

wow i love this
all these bitches cause shit
but i love beef
i dont need to squash it
i just wait and watch it grow like an abcess
the coming month i just ghost and i reset 
i wont fucking leave yet
watch em fall to pieces
baby i should have a warning label like a reeses
love or hate i never mean it
call her honey when i smash it like a bees nest

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

ya its riptide
make u feel right
stacking blue bills
playing the sound bytes

crocidile logo shirt ud
think im in the everglades
ya i got the juice 
i drink henny like its minute maid

riptide (prod. scottysplash)

autopsy (azula)

9tails - Onyx Clouds (prod. Young Taylor)

There is no real/official 9TAILS twitter, Instagram, youtube, in-game accounts or anything else. ANY account claiming/pretending to be or acting like they are 9TAILS on any platform is 100% fake.

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