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。
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歌詞
Stay real to the bone like marrow
Always had to watch my own back like my shadow
Pussies wanna catch me at the lights like Harrow
Switch it on them and have 'em staring down the barrel
Shit was never easy for a G, I was really in the street
Tryna be all I can be, make some quarters from a key
Man talk like they're deep but they're shallow
You ain't never been snitch on and have to switch on Caro
Petrol bomb a yard, late night, fuck Caro
Stupid old bitch, I was tryna feed my fammo
She might understand if she saw my situation
When I hit the roadside, there was hesitation
But I did what I had to do for my situation
So if it's for the fam, fuck it, ain't no limitations
Man will leave him shaven
Broken, man will break him
Leave him on the curb in a pile of blood, shaking
English yute, big zoot cah my roots Jamaican
And that's how we deal with frustration
Man want me sitting up in prison for the summertime, baking
That's why I've been like "Fuck 'em all" lately
Pockets went slim like Shady
If it weren't for the gym, I swear I woulda went crazy
But fuck staying home, being lazy
Sitting on the sofa, drinking Baileys
I be outside like a stray dog with rabies
Telling me she love me, babes I've been living ugly
And I can't be your man, I'm tryna bang and get this money
One man gang but still loyal like Sully
From the jungle, every day we used to rumble like your tummy
Pussy comes last but it's my number one hobby
I'm in and out fast, bareback with no johnny
I ain't even sorry for the hearts that I've broken
Loving me's like throwing your heart in the ocean
From start, man been rolling like suttin's to be proven
So even when I took L's, I was never losing
I learn and move on, get some more food gone
Been on road for too long, need to sing a new song
Ain't no discounts on road, freebies or coupons
Try talk to these yutes but most of them are too gone
I just cruise on, keep my ting certified
Bad memories and past tragedies left me hurt inside
It's a dirty life but we're tryna go clean
So stressed, I robbed a man's crop and smoked the whole ting
But God willing, shit will change for the better
Been through the storms, seen the craziest weather
Heart started soft, now it's tough like leather
Still pouring out liquor for my bredda
Still pouring out Henny for my dead dargies
Pray the future's full of peace with no skeng barking
Brown ting in the passy, said she ain't talking
She know the works man's mashed, couple big charges
If I get it for the low, I give my friend a bargain
I could never get rich and leave my friend starving
Give me space when I move, I need ten margins
Need to buy a big house with like ten gardens
Still pulling up weed but we ain't farming
Straight facts, why they gas like them man are farting?
Tryna make the best out a bad situation
Watch your back, man are stabbing like Jason
The struggle with the street fascination combination
Got youngers on the roads strapped up for elevation
Started making music, fell in love with my creations
We need more hobbies, less shotties and three-eighties
The roads gone fucked, got me praying for my babies
Written by: Robert maxford Ingleton
