Trap Until
Hip-Hop/Rap
Trap Until은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 10월 11일일에 Teknique Records에서 발매되었습니다.Trap Until - Single
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
BPM96
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Phillip Bland
보컬
Curtis Burns
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Phillip Bland
작사가 겸 작곡가
Curtis Burns
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Phillip Bland
엔지니어
가사
Until the bag come yeah
Uh huh, yeah
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come go
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap it, where the scales go?
Why these people hating know I made it through a lot (lot)
Struggled and survived most thought that I would die (die)
You think they on your team they switching sides give it time
Everybody ain't a 100 gotta read between the lies (lies)
They phony (yeah)
If you wanted realest they should probably have to clone me (clone me)
Killing everything around me show me my opponent (opponent)
Funeral in the morning (morning)
Table full of owners (owners)
We the same dudes from back then now they joe us (yeah)
All they got is loose lips punch on 'em, Balboa (yeah)
Hollow points, rubber grips, however **** want it
Naw, I ain't new to this I guess I gotta show 'em (gotta show 'em)
Let me show 'em, hold up yo
Spit it like I had it (had it)
But I ain't never been rich (naw)
I ain't never had shit, work, gun in the mattress (uh)
Money in the hallways dipping out my classes
You think you hit the jackpot? I fill it up with ashes
Buy all my brother Benzos came from driving Durango's (yeah)
Mansion on the hills we hated when section 8 closed (uh)
Bro kept me good our prayers Crept through the window
Getting money ten fold pump your brakes we in door
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come go
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap it, where the scales go? (yeah)
Real **** back up in it and we mad on (mad on)
No work up in the wheels that's what the cabs for
We ain't doing no leeching bitch we worked for it
Tell 'em if they getting to this money, bring your ass on
Lyrical exercise on these **** it's nothing to it
So-Hood be the label, same plan and we sticking to it
They be asking questions confused like they never knew it (yeah)
Get that money out the house or we running through it (yeah)
Heros in capes against Gorillas and Apes
Broke **** to some **** with cake
That be us though (that be us)
Real **** to some **** who fake
You show love, it's all love (show love)
Fuck them **** who hate
Stomped with the best kid
Narcotics and weapons (yeah)
No need for second guessing
Never did what the rest did (nah)
Know I'm that boul (uh)
Made it out with no question
**** thought they was right
Well fuck it I'll take the left then (well)
Married to the money plenty nights I ain't check in (uh huh)
Word to my momma need assistance when we back in (yeah)
Say the truth hurts well **** about to feel it
How far a **** going tell us how much he need to put in
But **** dead weight (yeah)
Get it, no I can't wait (uh)
Slaughter it and bring it home
Yeah, for the fam sake (uh)
I'm bagging up tryna get these chips
I praise God while I'm up in the mix
But don't forget it ****
I ain't never lose that shit
Naw, I ain't never lose that shit
So pop fly ****
I ain't never lose that shit
Naw, I ain't never lose that shit
So get robbed
I been learning lessons from my dad young
Never had to trap but I'ma rap until the bag come
I rather that than having ratchets because that won't
Matter when you hacked up by the feds in paddy wagons
I mean I gotta turn to rapping with my pad and pencil
Or it's either wrapping packages of meth to get through
At least I try to have cash from my passion
Not releasing swat on me to grab all my mac guns
Because honestly I have infinite power to rhyme and rip it
Reciting these lines just really inspire me
Every single word I spit, energy there's a burst of it
Never leaving this earth 'til you heard the scripts in my diary
Do you feel my spirit? because the tension's arising'ning
Do you feel my lyrics and get a sense of reality?
You ain't gonna hear me until you listen entirely
With volume peaked acknowledge me cause my pen will just body beats
I been told these people I be wrecking with my poems
But they did not believe me so I guess I gotta show 'em
I don't want you to have my side I'm definitely not alone
Plus my mom always said to not to stress about the norm
It's gone
Awesome as heck
Now all I need's to start up a track and garner beats and songs to attack
With bars and heat then talk in a rap
What do I keep? What do I trash?
What is sheesh? What is eh?
What is beast? What is bad?
Looks like I am stuck in a trap
Lonely?
I'm strong enough to hold up a tower with no bones in
My body and it's obvious now you are so phony
Cause you call yourself my homie but probably don't know me
Lone soldier, and I'm fine with it don't approach me, I'm over it
I'll stick to my cycle and keep rolling
I do not need nobody besides me to rap
I'll keep jotting these scraps 'til end of time, that is that
I'm in a trap
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come go
I guess I gotta trap until the bag come yeah
I guess I gotta trap it, where the scales go? (trap)
Written by: Curtis Burns, Phillip Bland
