Lying
110,203
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lyingは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2021年6月4日にQuality Control Music/Alamo Records/Motown RecordsによりリリースされましたThe Voice of the Heroes
リリース日2021年6月4日
レーベルQuality Control Music/Alamo Records/Motown Records
言語English
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
BPM79
ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Vocals
Lil Durk
Vocals
ATL Jacob
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Jacob Canady
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ATL Jacob
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Yeah, Smurk
I ain't gon' lie, this shit be
I be on that shmurda shit, that shit over with
Like that, no auto
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Gang
Man, what?
[Verse 2]
**** bitches, act like they be getting switches
**** lying
Hit my DM like they killers, **** really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride
I be cooled up and- fuck that, ay, Zoo, post up outside
[Verse 3]
Who told these **** that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch, your ass can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
[Verse 4]
You got your gun and you be posting on the 'Gram?
I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tell
In these streets you really gotta watch them ****, that shit real
I shot dice with millionaires, so I don't really gamble Zelle, these **** losing
We gon' pop out on our feet, who out the roof? That shit the truth
Ain't gon' speak on other cities but Chiraq, that shit a zoo
Pop a pill and ride around with your killers, that's the move
2015 killers talk 'bout who they kill, that shit be new
[Verse 5]
Put your mask on (That's facts)
This that striker shit, for sure
Put some tags on (Go do it)
If your ass got a bag, put your guys on (Put your guys on)
Brodie locked up for a body he ain't do, he got lied on (That's true)
[Verse 6]
Roll your blunt up
Ain't no gas inside that steamer
I'ma get 'em to stuntin' us
Pop outside with two .30s, look like nunchucks
Just to get inside, I'll probably give your guns up (Yeah)
(You a dumb fuck)
[Verse 7]
(Man, what?)
**** bitches, act like they be getting switches
**** lying
Hit my DM like they killers, **** really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride
I be cooled up and- fuck that, ay, Zoo, post up outside
[Verse 8]
Who told these **** that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch, your ass can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
[Verse 9]
I never fuck with nan one of y'all
Don't put that on my name
You ain't leech, you did a little fraud and went and bought a chain
I'ma stick out like a sore thumb
Ain't none of us the same
I came up inside a dog house
My mom gave me the game
I bossed everyone up around me, how the fuck I'm gon' complain?
Know my opps never gon' catch me, I'm riding bulletproof Range
I'm a real big dog on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazy
It's just something 'bout that chopstick when that frying pan get shady
[Verse 10]
I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday and I'm thanking God that I made it
Fuck all these fake pages and these clout chasers, don't none of y'all know Baby
I'm being calm now, when that time come, I swear I'm playing straight crazy
I'm at the top spot, they gotta pay me
Y'all lil' **** move out my way
[Verse 11]
**** bitches, act like they be getting switches
**** lying
Hit my DM like they killers, **** really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride
I be cooled up and- fuck that, ay, Zoo, post up outside
[Verse 12]
Who told these **** that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch, your ass can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
Written by: Durk D. Banks, Dominique Jones, Jacob Denzal Canady


