Self Doubt
451
Hip-Hop/Rap
Self Doubtは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2025年12月25日にIndependentによりリリースされましたSelf Doubt - Single
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。
BPM89
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
Benny Banks
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benny Banks
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quan
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Rochè
Producer
歌詞
Self doubt had me glued to the bed
Tryna get it right at times I end up being stupid instead
I see my friend on a fence and started taking offence
If that's the company you keep then you ain't get my respect
Thought my b**** was acting bookey
So I got up and left
Weathering these storms till she ended up drenched
Say you miss me, small t******, bet you couldn't say that s*** with you chest
Gotta love you from a distance still wish you the best
I walk in to a room and change the atmosphere
All my friends trappers of bangers
There ain't no rappers here
Russian ting and she say her daddy's name was Vladimir
I just told her detka Benny Banks the only daddy here
I don't sell no c*** but I got bundles of this c***
And I put my borough on the map I should have ran for mayor
I had the world at my feet but I was unprepared
Man you either fighting demons or you running scared
Pat bought me dinner when I never had food
And I borrowed zees trainers when I never had shoes
I used to go to Shels mums so I could smoke all his zoots
But when you see you homie down I guess that that's what you do
Spent years on toms sofa I had nowhere to snooze
If me and cuzzy hit a lick we never fumble a move
You got a problem with A, I got a problem with you
You know that if we ever had it then we split it in two
Praying for protection of my energy
On worst enemy all I know is jeopardy
Good memory of all these bad memories
Treachery they do what ever for your treasury
But they can't f***** with my vision or my legacy
Approach pleasantly or pay a penalty
Physically I'm good, but I still worry bout me mentally
Problems of my own today I beg nobody vent to me
Don't ask me for no favours that you can't return
If you want some inspiration you should watch and learn
Man I'm either building bridges or I make em burn
I really been at both ends when the tables Turn
Impatient how the f*** I'm sposed to wait my turn
Anything you see me with you know I had to earn
I got to work and made it work when it wouldn't work
Ask about me I put brothers on and gave em work
When you lose it all and tryna get it back
You gon get to see who really got your back
I'm just clutching on to faith and keeping hope intact
Coming back for everything they said I couldn't have
Bruddas moving side ways we just call em crabs
He was hungry and I fed him till he bit my hands
Either sit up in your feelings or your in your bag
I'm like all I know is packs and my pen and pad
Stuck in a cage, lost in a maze
Got to escape, losing my brain
Can you relate, food on my plate
Piece of the cake, do what it takes
Sick of the fakes, Stick in my lane, Out of my way, get you erased
Without a trace, you'd be amazed
How much I made, just in a day
Gotta get paid, bread that I brake
Carry my weight, tempting my fate
I'm going down as a great, they'll remember my name
It's like
Look in my eyes, losing my mind
How can I lie, God know I try
Eyes on the prize, don't be surprised
If I get it and slide, free all the guys
Paying the price, doing they time
J*** doing life
When rap flopped it was back to the grind
All this other s*** sit at the back of my mind
If it don't make me any money I can't give it my time
Pound signs anytime somebody ringing my line
It's Banks
Born alone die alone
Why you think that I'm alone
Love my bros but I still know the way it goes.
Streets are cold
And I'm composed and ain't afraid to eat alone
If you know well then you know
In the darkness I'm still gathering my soul
Truth be getting told
I feel like I'm getting old
Probably drop an album then il ghost
I just do my self I ain't never done the most
Big Banks
Written by: Benny Banks


