Hole Again 由 SRT Records exclusively distributed by Santa Anna 於 2024年11月13日發行，收錄於專輯《Soon》中
BPM77
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。
歌詞
[Intro]
This country, you gotta make the money first
Then when you get the money, you get the power
Then when you get the power, then you get the— (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Deuxe made this one)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the hole again
I think I'm out my mind, naw, I can't hold it in
Just bought another dog, still got dogs inside the pen'
Went to talkin' to a bitch, she used to fuck with one of my mans
And this Glock came with a switch, I still ain't switched my favorite Gen
I'm still talkin' to this bitch, I don't even care if that's her friend
We got bags inside the spot, we don't care the CPN
Ten chases in the week, I didn't know this was a stolen VIN
Still ridin' through my city
A fifty in my pocket, another fifty in my switchy
If I run into the opps, it's on God that I ain't missin'
I be ventin' to the street, put this on God that I ain't dissin'
Tried to give you all my game, but this on God, you ain't listen
And, yeah, I see the memo, but I'ma still bang for Billy
As a kid, I stole bikes, I was just tryna pop a wheelie
I be feelin' all the tension, I know that **** really against me
Mr. Buy Your Ho, get her a spot and then a Frenchie
Mr. SRT, ho, get a pad and crank a hemi
Mr. Robinson, I went legit and start a business
Couldn't see this far, I still remember we was stealin'
2016, we was peelin'
Hard times thuggin'
Heard that they'd be right back, they shoot it up for nothin'
I'm straight out Lithonia, who the fuck said somethin' 'bout Compton?
Call me all day, I finally answered you, you want shit
Heard you datin' him, they probably thinkin' you a dumb bitch
Bro said that I got it out the pit so I'm a dumb trick
Right now, I'm behind the wall and I'm still gettin' dumb rich
I got **** prayin' that I land in they camp, yeah
I got bitches prayin' that I land on the blacktop
So can tell that I don't want his stash, he's a damn cop
Don't matter where I go, I still'll have it in a headlock
Damn, this bitch a throater, I can't even breathe while her head locked
Told mama that I won't steal cars, jail the way I stopped
An opp can't say they smoked nothin', they car slid, we kill your block
Comin' down your street and I'm tryna hit the whole block
They need to free Throwed, but I still ain't throwed my old Glock
I can hit on soul, but you still'll get your ass popped
Rob a **** broad day, you can go and ask Pop
Tired of bein' led, tell the flyer drop a laptop
Tired of bein' led
Tired of goin' back and forth, I'm him, hands down
She can't wait to fuck, she ready to pull her pants down
She can't wait to fuck, she ready to come up out them jeans
She ain't used to nothin', she say she never had Celine
AR Diamondback, girl, I can't never give you no ring
Breakin' in your car, I'm probably starin' at your Ring
This bitch Chris Paul, she ain't never had a ring
This bitch Chris Paul, she fuckin' all for her team
Don't let us see her cry, she hide her tears with Maybelline
Ran it up in a Kia rental, they want me to sting
Might not be the one to crank it, but cars still gettin' P'd
Yeah, your outfit cool, but I can tell it come from Shein, girl
Postin' all these pictures, damn, you tryna be seen, girl
Yeah, my name Lil Hot, but we still in a cold world
Prison, I got DRs, in school, I got referrals
Losin' my mind again, bring back my sane, yeah
Doin' this time again didn't take my fame
I guess money can't take away the pain
I won't go for nothin', I gotta live up to my name, yeah
Written by: Zyire Robinson
