Lewuz Not Amiri!
cashcache! Lyrics
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(Dylvinci got the code) yeah, yeah
It's SOS cashCache the best, yeah
Yeah, damn
Yeah, the tint on my windows
Dark like the man i look at Ben Franklin in
His eyes and I stare
Look in the mirror
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
When I move the car fast
It get harder to steer
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
Yeah, I'm high so I talk on
The beat a lil' low
Double cup got me movin' slow
Run up the racks, I'm stackin' up O's
Yeah you know how this go
Yeah, all she know is go
I got the money but I want more
I keep my ten toes on the floor
I keep my ten toes on the ground
All my cups still tryna' put me down
I give a broke boy the run-around
SOS we the talk about
Yeah, the tint on my windows
Dark like the man i look at Ben Franklin in
His eyes and I stare
Sometimes I see money when I
Look in the mirror
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
When I move the car fast
It get harder to steer
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
Me and 10k
Fuck on this bitch so much you get dizzy
I'm in the back of the spot with the fifty
I wear AirForce, I'm not wearin' no Ricky
Caught him lackin' but I
Care about that bitch
I'm in the A, you can get up with him
He try finesse but I don't give him shit
I'm at the spot right now, I get iffy
I'm in the bank right now off a six piece
I ain't been home for days, she miss me
These niggas so damn wack, miss me
Look at my bag, get pissed
I made a few of them plays, go to Memphis
No I'm not, don't gotta'
Don't gotta' mention
Me and the gang, you niggas be bitchin'
I might finesse a lil'
Bag off your middleman
Me and 10K runnin' off on your middleman
What, yeah, spin that shit
My bag, know I was in that shit
Spin that shit, what, what
Yeah, the tint on my windows
Dark like the man i look at Ben Franklin in
His eyes and I stare
Sometimes I see money when I
Look in the mirror
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
When I move the car fast
It get harder to steer
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
(I really like to use cash)
Yeah, the tint on my windows
Dark like the man (Dylvinci got the code)
I look at Ben Franklin in
His eyes and I stare
Sometimes I see money when I
Look in the mirror
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
When I move the car fast
It get harder to steer
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
The lyrics of "Lewuz Not Amiri!" by cashCache! explore themes of wealth, materialism, and a confident, unapologetic attitude. The artist emphasizes their love for money, stating "I really like to use cash." They also mention Dylvinci, suggesting a partnership or connection in their pursuit of success.
The first verse describes the artist looking at Ben Franklin's face on a $100 bill and feeling a connection with wealth. The artist compares their own reflection in the mirror to money, indicating a strong self-identification with financial success. They mention wearing "Le Wuz jeans," which are mistaken for expensive Amiri jeans, further highlighting their desire for luxury and high-end fashion.
In the chorus, the artist claims to be under the influence and speaks softly on the beat. They mention being slow, which could refer to their relaxed state or their deliberate method of acquiring money. They express their ambition to accumulate more wealth and maintain a grounded attitude, emphasizing that they stay focused and level-headed despite their financial prosperity.
The second verse introduces the artist's collaboration with someone named 10k. They describe engaging in a lot of sexual activity with a woman to the point of making her dizzy. The artist mentions being in a location with $50 bills, making references to their affiliation with money. They also mention wearing AirForce shoes and not wearing cheap "Ricky" clothing, signaling a preference for high-quality fashion items.
The verse continues with the artist dismissing someone who tries to finesse them, indicating that they are skilled at guarding their money. They mention being unsure about their current situation, possibly implying some suspicion or caution. The artist prides themselves on being able to make plays and secure money without needing assistance or recognition.
In the final chorus, the artist once again emphasizes their connection to money, stating that they see it when they look in the mirror. They mention the mistaken identity of their jeans, further highlighting their desire to be associated with luxury brands. The artist acknowledges that fast movement in their car can make it difficult to control, potentially alluding to the risks and challenges that come with their lifestyle. They imply that people are drawn to them because of the wealth they possess, indicating their status and influence. The artist concludes the song by reiterating their low-toned delivery on the beat, inviting listeners to pay attention to their words despite the subdued manner in which they are presented.
Line by Line Meaning
(I really like to use cash) yeah
I enjoy using cash for transactions
(Dylvinci got the code) yeah, yeah
Dylvinci has the knowledge and expertise
It's SOS cashCache the best, yeah
SOS cashCache is the top performer
Yeah, damn
Expressing surprise or excitement
Yeah, the tint on my windows
The tint on my car windows
Dark like the man i look at Ben Franklin in
Similar darkness as the face on the Ben Franklin bill
His eyes and I stare
I gaze into his eyes
Sometimes I see money when I
Occasionally, I envision money when I
Look in the mirror
Gaze at my reflection
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
She mistook my Le Wuz jeans for Amiri jeans
When I move the car fast
When I drive the car at high speed
It get harder to steer
The car becomes more difficult to control
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
People are attracted to me because of the money I have
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
My vocals on the beat may be quiet, but you can still hear me
Yeah, I'm high so I talk on
I am under the influence, so my voice sounds
The beat a lil' low
Softer and lower in comparison
Double cup got me movin' slow
I'm drinking from a double cup, making me slower
Run up the racks, I'm stackin' up O's
I'm accumulating large amounts of money
Yeah you know how this go
You understand how this works
Yeah, all she know is go
All she knows is to be active or involved
I got the money but I want more
I already have money, but I desire more
I keep my ten toes on the floor
I remain grounded and focused
I keep my ten toes on the ground
I stay rooted and down-to-earth
All my cups still tryna' put me down
Despite my success, there are still people who attempt to bring me down
I give a broke boy the run-around
I evade interactions with someone who lacks financial stability
SOS we the talk about
SOS is the topic of conversation
Me and 10k
Me and my associate 10k
Fuck on this bitch so much you get dizzy
Engaging in sexual activities excessively with a woman
I'm in the back of the spot with the fifty
I am in the rear area with a firearm
I wear AirForce, I'm not wearin' no Ricky
I wear Nike Air Force shoes, not lesser-quality footwear
Caught him lackin' but I
Caught him off guard, yet I
Care about that bitch
Still have feelings for that woman
I'm in the A, you can get up with him
I am in Atlanta, you can meet him there
He try finesse but I don't give him shit
He attempts to deceive me, but I'm not falling for it
I'm at the spot right now, I get iffy
I am currently at a location, feeling uncertain
I'm in the bank right now off a six piece
I am currently inside the bank due to a six-figure amount
I ain't been home for days, she miss me
I haven't been home in multiple days, and she longs for my return
These niggas so damn wack, miss me
These individuals are incredibly unimpressive, I want nothing to do with them
Look at my bag, get pissed
Observe my excessive wealth and become jealous or angry
I made a few of them plays, go to Memphis
I successfully executed some business moves and traveled to Memphis
No I'm not, don't gotta'
No, I am not obligated to
Don't gotta' mention
No need to bring it up again
Me and the gang, you niggas be bitchin'
Me and my group, you guys complain excessively
I might finesse a lil'
I might deceive a little
Bag off your middleman
Profit from the intermediary in your business dealings
Me and 10K runnin' off on your middleman
Me and 10K escape with the profits meant for your intermediary
What, yeah, spin that shit
Expressing confusion while requesting to play a song
My bag, know I was in that shit
Acknowledge my wealth, recognizing my involvement
Yeah, the tint on my windows
The shade on my car windows
Dark like the man (Dylvinci got the code)
Similar darkness as the individual who (Dylvinci possesses the code)
I look at Ben Franklin in
I gaze at Benjamin Franklin's image
His eyes and I stare
I maintain intense eye contact with him
Sometimes I see money when I
Occasionally, I envision money when I
Look in the mirror
Gaze at my reflection
Le Wuz jeans, she thought it was Amiri
She mistakenly believed my Le Wuz jeans were Amiri jeans
When I move the car fast
When I accelerate the vehicle
It get harder to steer
It becomes more challenging to control the car
These racks on me so they tryna' get near
People gravitate towards me because of the money I possess
I talk on the beat a lil' low but you hear
I deliver my vocals softly on the beat, but you can still discern them
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