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。
BPM119
積分
演出藝人
BOOG BLOSS
饒舌
詞曲
nat
詞曲創作
Raymond Blossom
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
nat
製作人
歌詞
Ayy, look, I do this for real
Man, I put that on my soul
And these beautiful kids, they like
Boog, you been quiet, I been goin' through shit
No hesitation, cut the world off quick
Then crack me open the fifth
That reposado, or the blanco, I'm lit
Ayy, look, I know it ain't the permanent fix
But shit, it is what it is
Ain't got the luxury of leanin' on luck
Just got hella ambition
And some faith in the tuck
That black-on-black presidential tinted
We put it in the business name
That's the way you flip it
Ain't nothin' crazy, just some A to B
2003, I woulda did the Spreewells
Gotta keep it clean, a quick 50 for the detail
Lord knows I mean well
Man, all I do is work, then back to the crib
Organize it, give it back to local kids
Really, I just do it, hardly post this shit
Could probably run for mayor or the councilman
But never did the politics
Had some role models till I passed them up
My ****, you can't offer no advice
If you still catchin' up respectfully
Felt the fake love the whole time, it's real jealousy
Smile up in your face, behind your back
Ain't got no decency
That shit hella weak to me
My mama used to warn me bout him
Now I size him up, predict the shit
Like it's the weather channel
Swear that life, been tryna keep him down
Gotta keep the balance
Just a real regular ****
That's never movin' average
For real, ay, ay
And I really won't complain about a thing
I'm just tryna get a check
Tryna stay about the way
Keep it low and maintain
Same shit, different day, ay
Same shit, different day, ay
And I really won't complain about a thing
Everybody can't go
Lotta **** had to stay
I'm still yellin' south bay
Same shit, different day, dawg
Don't try to play it like you rooted for him
Now I ain't tryna hear no lies
But how you seen it comin
I play it cool, I don't forget nothin
You turned your back when it was quiet, dawg
Don't try to double back, cause shit got back jumpin
I'm addicted to provin' points
Gotta lead them in scorin
And to that pressure, I'm like Robert Horry
And all I do is recollect
I don't create the story
Passin' out the bars for so long
I could've been a lawyer
Tryna keep it present
Tryna live in moments
You gotta recognize some shit
Just way beyond controlin
And still you gotta keep your drive
Keep it movin' forward
If you ain't seen it comin' yet
You better put in more work
And I'ma bet it on myself every single time
That flow agin' like it's wine
Soundin' like my prime
Barely even got the time
I'm on sashimi and tequila
While I'm at the crib
And shoes off at the door
When you walk in this bitch
Ayy, and I really won't complain about a thing
I'm just tryna get a check
Tryna stay about the way
Keep it low and maintain
Same shit, different day
Ayy, same shit, different day
And I really won't complain about a thing
Everybody can't go
Lotta **** had to stay
I'm still yellin' South Bay
Same shit, different day, dawg
Ayy, ayy, same shit, different day, dawg
Ayy, ayy, same shit, different day
Ayy, ayy, same shit, different day, dawg
Boogie Bloss, South Bay, dawg
Written by: Nat Greenwood, Raymond Blossom
