旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM127
歌詞
I'm like oooo
You ain't got a clue
What I'm goin' through
Forget 'bout what you knew
I've been spending too much, but I never go broke
Ho hit me up, we at the condo
Sold out a show, now we pour up some more
They hear my flows, they be like woah
Oh, you don't know no one like me
All cash, no checks, no Nike
Smoke bud, red eyes, no Vizine
Ain't nobody fuck with my psyche
This ain't no average material
I'm pourin' up in my cereal
So sick, disease, venereal
You dead in the dirt, burial
Yeah, I'ma pull up in the coupe
Spent half a G on the shoes
So much ice, man I drip like a pool
Y'all are animals, I live in the zoo
Bored with these games like Monopoly
I said I'm sorry
You said that you got me
Next day you done shot me
YG I'm too cocky
Got swag like I'm Rocky
Said we at the party
It got this shit started
Want it, I got it
We never gon' stop it
I promise, I promise
This shit, man I love it
They hatin' like Budden
Got love for my cousins
You fake and you frontin'
This shit for my brothers
I'm gone
Damn this shit feelin' real live now
Drop the top, skrt down I-5 now
Fake bitches keep hittin' my line wow
Like crickets three dots no reply wow
Can't ever fall off
I just climb out of these trenches like I got a colt (Yeah)
Endeavors get called off for skybound
Ventures hopin' I will never fold
So I ride it out
Ask her if she wanna smoke about it
Green tinted smoke clouds
Make the windows on the Civic foggy
Had to let the box spout out of the whip
For it make my mind groggy
Had a lot of doubts bout simple shit
Fo' I realized it'll all be alright
Like unfilled arrows on my Snapchat
Keep a barrel of loud in the hatchback
Like a sparrow I speed through the hood flats
Never still ops in need of a map track
I'm so ill, got disease in my blood track
Put the pussy to sleep like a catnap
You's a fool in need of a dunce cap
I'm the pilot my ****, you co-cap
I'm like oooo
You ain't got a clue
What I'm goin' through
Forget 'bout what you knew
I was given a gift, so I live in the present
Unrappin' that shit like the top of some Henny
They wanna talk big, but they ain't even ready
I cut 'em to pieces, I call 'em confetti
I run with my Gs, take the top off the Chevy
Blow pot out my nose, and I ain't talkin' yeti
Got gas I suppose, call me 7-Eleven
Neck is all froze like my D is real heavy
Talkin' heavy D
Haters give me energy
Put your hands in the air like I'm yellin' freeze
I'm the man I don't care what you tellin' me
No sham, run that show like the '70s
God damn, got flow like the seven seas
Like Dre in LA, got the recipe
No fake, get cake like a bakery
Just wait, need a stage with the mezzanine
Then we made it in a place we ain't s'posed to be
Double bag for the green like it's grocery
Crumple that with my team like it's rosemary
Take a drag, sit back while the haters like
Oooo
You ain't got a clue
What I'm goin' through
Forget 'bout what you knew
All this I'm talkin' while keepin' these problems that shit
Keep some men in my head (Men in my head)
Countin' my steps, kerosene in my breath
And my vision is muted in red (Muted in red)
Covered in gold, I wish I was covered in gold
Lay me down slow
I just needed somethin' to hold
Mirrors broken, and I just can't fix it
Sittin' pretty, what a fuckin' pity
It's all for you the ones who right here with me
Like you plenty, for all your love that's in me
Written by: Aidan Kamara, Cormac Liotta, Nicholas Swedin, Samuel Wright, Vasili Varlamos

