running out

She Tell Me Im Dyin  (jabarionthebeat)

lyrics:

This emotional traffic
This individual damage
Even when pain grows static
I could still feel its magic
Dont look my brain unwrap it
Its Mental Pornographics
Her tears come automatic
She likes it fucking graphic
Now kill the world bitch
Waiting until it kills me I would rather kill the world
Waiting for life to fuck me I would rather fuck the world
Explosives inside the lobby of my mind I flip the switch
I shed my tears then pry apart my ribs and blow this bitch
I could never get tired of a feeling like this
I stuff my fingers down the throat on top the world and take a shit
 She cut thru the noise to come remind me of my sin
I don’t give a fuck lil bitch why don’t u take the hint

KILLTHEWORLDINTRO (nevrfall x branwen)

Grace

Started off the block and now I'm chopped now.
Not talking chopped and screwed, picture like a photo.
Oh no, Oh.
Watch me glow like watch glow.
I'm a white boy, got no flow.
No dough, no growth.
No tone, not stoned.
I don't wanna go where you want me to go.
Imma stay right here with a beer holding back tears.
Chris Angel, you make self hate appear.
Imma Slug in this Atmosphere
Watch me steer into domination like Vladimire.

Imma block your call, you gone block my call.
Now we block call.
Bout to spend my money, make my stocks fall.
I wanna eat ya face like some bath salts.
Now they point fingers on the bay now.
I'm a fuckin jarhead, call me Mason.
Try to run up on me and watch me lay down.
I be dunkin on these rappers like it's fkn Space Jam.

Fresh to deck 24/7 like it's Colegate.
Forced to pay my dues like a motha fuckin highway.
Sideways, bruh why you always looking at me sideways?
Yippy Cai Yay, tru white trash I whip yay.
Workin in my Saturn, now there's no fkn space.
Watch me chase the Fetty, Imma try to get it My Way.
Try to grip that wood, catch the Q give a Blankface.
Coming at me green, bristle sprout, leave a bad taste.
Fuck with all this rapping, ya'll need some practice.

Melancholy Hill

prod. Yondo

yondo: www.youtube.com/channel/UCCmALFiN1N9fgjnzghEXzjg

back o' the whip

whatever (prod. Haruhi)

Thank you Hk <3
Cover art: @pytn.d on instagram

Lyrics- 

I don't really care
you were never there
Said you had my back
you just never cared
Said I never loved but that shit ain't fair

claiming that you love me but you don't mean shit 
Claiming that you had me but you never did yeah x2
Always wanted somewhere there but you pushed me away
You want me in your bed but I don't want to stay x2

pretty heartbroken


You hit my line,
We're just wasting time
Always on your phone, 
You were never mine
Talking bout your ex almost all the time,
Yeah talking bout your ex he was on your mind

ON SPOTIFY <3

I waited on you, you never came. (Prod. HKfiftyone)

lyrics:

catching up cause she told me we can speak now
i keep my lights on when i sleep now
i keep my phone on when u go out
cause when i fall asleep ur the one i dream bout

brought a black nikon to the beach house
pull my fleece out when i feel the breeze out
used to freak, now ur too busy to go out
throw my dreams out all i do is sleep now

i had it all planned
we could just fall back
onto the couch look at the moon and just smoke up the whole pack

now its all u said i said
whenever u mad im mad
who got the heart on snapchat
if she hit u up dont call back

catching up cause she told me we can speak now
i keep my lights on when i sleep now
i keep my phone on when u go out
cause when i fall asleep ur the one i dream bout

brought a black nikon to the beach house
pull my fleece out when i feel the breeze out
used to freak, now ur too busy to go out
throw my dreams out all i do is sleep now

ur the one i dream bout (prod. mydepression)

produced by: trill skeleton @trill-skeleton

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

lyrics:

set me down
lay me down
on the ground
facing down

set me down
lay me down
on the ground
facing down

new year where the fuck is my head at
new friends but some were a set back
new wave hit home like a whiplash
5 rings like maybe i should get that

5 texts like maybe i should check that
im drunk like maybe i should text back
you called so maybe i should call back
im lost like show me where my friends at

im all like "show me where my friends at"
shes all like baby we should go now
you can leave girl i could get a ride down
grab a train yonge and bloor going southbound

gimme time while im finding where my phone at
whats the time 2 oclock and its pitch black
she say the time is time to go grab my backpack
new year where the fuck is my head at

come around
while im down
breaking down
on the floor

stick around
close the door
i been feeling
fucking bored

what the fuck
did i do
when you took
out my name

from ur phone
back in june
and said were thru
said were thru

new year where the fuck is my head at
new friends but some were a set back
new wave hit home like a whiplash
5 rings like maybe i should get that

5 texts like maybe i should check that
im drunk like maybe i should text back
you called so maybe i should call back
im lost like show me where my friends at

im all like "show me where my friends at"
shes all like baby we should go now
you can leave girl i could get a ride down
grab a train yonge and bloor going southbound

gimme time while im finding where my phone at
whats the time 2 oclock and its pitch black
she say the time is time to go grab my backpack
new year where the fuck is my head at

wtf im crying (prod. trill skeleton)

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 @larkinbeats

lyrics:

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

stars
im in the stars
too high bitch im on mars
whip foreigns only ride fast cars
we gon get rich while u watch
i know this one hit the spot
expensive shoes thrifted tops
i give this all that i got
im giving u all that i got

stars
constellations in the sky
rip spliffs and i listen to my own tracks
im finding the fuck ups im not gassed
dm's like bro how u do dat
bitch dont u watch how i do dis
im making songs when i feel like it
this shit does not have a blueprint

close the grinder lock the grooves in
the game had some space so i moved in
i come from the city of music
but i do not stress in my music
release less get more attention
that do not sound bout the music
if all u care about is a like button
move to youtube boy u losin

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

stars (prod. larkin)

produced by @idealismus

this song is completely non profit

lyrics:

sorry i was couch locked
i heard you knock but i couldnt get the door knob
that excuse applies to so many people this year
but its not my fault you in your feelings
on my riff raff shit
blueberry rocketship
your tonsils out your mouth
when i split your bottom lip

the flow just came to me
the belt has double g's
im facing bong rips and i blow em off the balcony

im feeling presidential
whole squad deep queen street in a rental
no one get inside my mental
but i could shutter island someone if i need to

the fear is colour and its bleeds through
fuck im only here to greet you
why you talking getting drinks like we should plan it
i didnt even wanna meet you

december christmas party
last year dont get me started
new year was so inviting
compared to the one before it

christmas party (prod. idealism)

9TAILS - Speed Bumps (Prod. Excedi)

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thank you so much for listening and supporting me <3
i love you all <3 :)
ENJOY!

LYRICS:



$waine:
red laces on the balmains, laced up
yeah we warring bout the ice like a face off
this a tip to the game, like im paid off
this a deduction, like a pay stub
where i was and who i am, i guess ill never know
all i know is i got music on the stereo
its all me like i got nobody else
but i mean it when i say that i been makin so much filth
dirty when i play it back, i know that you can smell
but i got so many things to do i cant come out the shell
working overnight it seems i feel like my own manager
late night lil link up team go erase the passenger
everybody driving now, we leading like a matador (x2)

2 bags full of cash on the table
bad bitch eyes me like a eagle
tats hips, big lips, count c-notes
pop shit, too lit, ride me slow 
tongue ring, good lick like snow cone
so cold, heart froze, on a big roll

blue jeans, so clean givenchy
my girl too hot, like palm tree
in the back, Thats That, like audi
audemars on arm, lord timepiece

Givenchy (feat. 9TAILS)

u are perfect to me (tom bailey)

lyrics:

sift thru the hallways
out to the drive way
shes kissing my forehead
and shaping my cold face
a break in the pine trees
im back at my old place
the cottage behind me
reminds me of old days

lights start to hum
im going to sleep now
what have you done
the size of those teeth now
i cant see the sun
baby im stuck in the dark
i tried to move
but im stuck in this tar

baby im stuck in the car
i cannot not see thru this fog
im coughing up blood in my scarf
i cannot breathe thru the smog
even all alone in the dark
we cannot forget who we are
outlines of her face come to my vision
on this windy summer evening
at the birth of the spark

sift thru my memories
erasing my old ways
killing my ego 
could unlock this doorway
a break in the dead leaves
im back in the cold space
the cottage behind me
reminds me of old days

sift thru the hallways
out to the drive way
shes kissing my forehead
and shaping my cold face
a break in the pine trees
im back at my old place
the cottage behind me
reminds me of old days

cottage country (eric godlow)

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.

whatever (prod. Haruhi)

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