See Me Shine – Yasin

I know my bitches can’t play me
I know my haters can’t face me
I grab the Glock 19 If nigga can’t pay me
Mask on my face so the feds can’t blame me
I sell coke and I blaze weed
Plus I heard the opposition wanna blaze me HA
Stack money stack daily
Tell my bitches that I’m back baby
I’m a shopaholic I dress like a true don
We’re talking Hugo Boss, Moncler and Louis Vuitton
Dreams don’t come true for free
In my neighbourhood we give the kids shoes for free
If I’m broke then you might lose your piece
I break into your house if you lose my keys
I’m stacking every penny I fill my glass with Henny
I cock the semi call my haters they too many
From hasch to weed from dope to cocaine
Fuck the police we give them no names
They already know we talk nada
Yasin byn aka Stockholm dondada
I do my own thing fuck a haters opinion
My life’s like Google and I’m searching for a million
If I see police I’m known to bounce
I got five keys but I’ve never owned a house
Screaming fuck the feds while niggas talk to feds
We got arms and belts
In the trap with my nigga arks cartel
Cocaine galore, I’m not a criminal I’m a entrepreneur
The feds love my hasch
They can’t stop blazing
They came to Malmö straight from Copenhagen
My niggas smoke niggas for fun
I’m poster on the block caught killers in my gun
AH yeah I’m on the run, Rinkeby for life
They know where I’m from
I told the lil bitch, I’m bigger than you think
I love to bust my gun everytime I drink
I’m always pushing food I got the seven sixty-two
When they see me coming through
They scared like Scooby-Doo
And I don’t give a fuck about no label
I’m attached to my plugs than a cable
I’m trapped till I’m stable I’m in the studio for a minute then it’s back to the paper
Back to sansiro top class cashmere fifty thousand for a kilo
Only making bangers but I’m always in the streets
I only go to studio when I’m ducking the police, free my niggas in the pen
I do this for my niggas in the ends, they know my niggas don’t pretend
If I’m in the club you can find me by the bar
In front the club 50 grams coca in my car
They know I got the best 10 grams a test
65 nothing less, still they won’t let me rest
Dress to impress, always brand new
Armani Jeans from the top down to my shoes
Free Frankie he can’t see the sun
Ghetto superstars my team is on