Cash Flames

Song Created By @tesfabekale With AI Singing

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Cash Flames
created by tesfabekale
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Cash Flames
created by tesfabekale

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Lyrics Text

(Verse 1)
Ayy, na, I’m thumbin’ through bands like a phonebook,
Pyrex cook, wrist colder than a snowplow.
Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, call it TikTok,
Stash box full of green, call it Shrek’s spot.
Palm trees in the blunt, yeah, we smokin’ the tropics,
Bitch bad, two-ply, she a luxury topic.
Maybach coupe, got the stars in the roof,
Pop a molly, now the devil wanna proof.
Young Money mindset, but my pockets old school,
Hunnid-round drum, turn a party to school.
Strippers name-taggin’, “Cash Only” on they thighs,
Liquor got me speakin’ in cursive, na, goodbye.

(Chorus)
Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name,
Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane.
Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain,
If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze.

(Verse 2)
Na, I’m a problem with a capital “Glock,”
Tattoo tears on my face, but I never really cry.
Jump out the Bentley like, “Who want war?”
Clip longer than the lies that these hoes memorize.
Purple haze in the air, call it Barney’s home,
Pillowtalk with a demon, she moanin’ in code.
Double-C’s on my belt, yeah, the devil get dressed,
Shotgun wedding, na, I’m messy with lead.
Feds watchin’? Tell ’em bring a notepad,
I’m the king of the trap where the crown’s made of crack.
Loyalty’s a myth, so I keep my knife close,
N***as sweet on the ‘gram but they rotten like lime juice.

(Chorus)
Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name,
Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane.
Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain,
If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze.

(Bridge)
Phoenix rise out the ash, na, death just a nap,
Poppin’ X like a dot-com, yeah, we crashin’ the app.
Finger-fuckin’ fate while I’m countin’ these digits,
Life’s a gamble, na, I’m riggin’ the system.

(Verse 3)
Ayy, bulletproof the whip, but my heart still vulnerable,
Hustle hard, got the dope game lookin’ punctual.
Nas talkin’ ’bout smoke, but they ashin’ for real,
I’m a walkin’ contradiction—saint with a kill.
Rooftop shoutout, “I’m rich!” to the projects,
Gold grills in the mirror, na, sun’s in my socket.
She a 10, but her friend got a kink for the team,
Double trouble, n***a, nightmares in my dreams.
Money, power, respect—what you think I’m on?
Catch me whippin’ through hell in a pink Bugatti, yawn.

(Outro)
Yeah, n***a, it’s fire season, better grab a coat,
I’m the ghost in the smoke that they paint as a goat.
If the feds ask, tell ’em Blaze is just a vibe,
Ain’t no body in the trunk—just a soul I ain’t revived

Description of Music Style

Dark trap beats: cinematic 808s, haunting synths, brooding basslines, layered tension, crisp percussion

Lyrics Language

English

Emotional Analysis

The song conveys a sense of bravado, defiance, and a mix of pain and pleasure, as it explores themes of wealth, street life, and personal struggles. There's an underlying melancholy contrasted with a party atmosphere, showcasing a complex emotional landscape.

Application Scenarios

This song can be used in settings that require a party vibe or urban themes, such as clubs, bars, or playlists aimed at young adults dealing with similar life experiences. It is also suitable for introspective moments where listeners reflect on their own struggles.

Technical Analysis

The technical elements include dark trap beats with cinematic 808s, haunting synths, brooding basslines, and layered tension through crisp percussion. The use of catchy hooks and rhythmic cadences enhances the lyrical delivery, allowing for an impactful listening experience.

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