Helluva Time
Hip-Hop/Rap
Helluva Time 由 TiFa & Gutta Family Ent. 于 2026年4月24日 发行,作为专辑“THERAPY - EP”的一部分。
旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记,是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器(例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯)而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分,传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应,而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素,包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点,来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度,可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富,而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
BPM78
制作
出演艺人
TiFaJay
说唱
作曲和作词
Jason Teixeira
词曲作者
制作和工程
Jmoney
制作人
歌词
Damn Jmoney I feel this one
Shit hit the soul, like for real
Every other day I'm cryin, wake up on the same shit, I hope my mama know I'm trying, to get rich you take risks
One day we all finna shine, go put in work, you can't sit, and I've been losing track of time, I need a richard for the wrist
I'm tired, I keep on crying for help, the only one here me is God
I'm tired, tired, tired of repeating myself, they keep givin' me in the same line
I go broke, invest in myself, before I ask for help again, that's on God
I keep on hearing the same shit, I got you next time, I'm tired of lies
TiFa chill out with the pain shit, but I ain't gon' lie, that's the only thing that's inside
I might just hit me a lane switch and go cop a coupe, can't hop in the ride
Roll me a blunt to recoup, then hop in a booth to get all this shit off my mind
I went in locked in with stoop, and then I went stupid, that was a hell of a time
Now I'm recording myself, I'm getting real selfish, on who I'm giving my time
Na for real, a **** got multiple skills, you wanna learn, come get in line
Bro tryin' not to kill, he been downin' multiple pills, that shit there been getting him fried
Don't know how to feel, just hoping that I can get healed by praying up to the most high
God, I know I'm doing wrong, just tryna put on for my mom
And I know you made her strong, but she can't do this shit alone
She like, when you coming home, mom, I got caught up on the road
And I'm the last one that she got, so I be riding with my pole
Early mornings, late nights, I'm just tryna get us out this shit
I can cloak in with the great whites, cause you know that I be sharkin' shit
If they had a trap academy, get a full ride with the scholarship
Finally find out why they mad at me, they was up, but now I'm poppin' shit
Every other night, I'm in my bed, just thinking to myself
Stuck up in my head like, is these drugs I'm doing good for my health?
It get to a point if I gotta start begging, won't ask for help
I'll go score all the points, before I let them treat me like I'm Yelp
Every other day I'm cryin, wake up on the same shit, I hope my mama know I'm trying, to get rich you take risks
One day we all finna shine, go put in work, you can't sit, and I've been losing track of time, I need a richard for the wrist
I'm tired, I keep on crying for help, the only one here me is God
I'm tired, tired, tired of repeating myself, they keep givin' me in the same line
I go broke, invest in myself, before I ask for help again, that's on God
I keep on hearing the same shit, I got you next time, I'm tired of lies
TiFa chill out with the pain shit, but I ain't gon' lie, that's the only thing that's inside
I might just hit me a lane switch and go cop a coupe, can't hop in the ride
Roll me a blunt to recoup, then hop in a booth to get all this shit off my mind
I went in locked in with stoop, and then I went stupid, that was a hell of a time
Written by: Jason Teixeira

