Steve Ricks - Don't See Me lyrics

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Steve Ricks - Don't See Me lyrics

[Hook 1: Lorine Chia] Through the nights in all I call on to God Pray I will not fall They don't see me anymore They don't feel me anymore And I wait for mine Taking all the time When this life declines They won't feel me anymore They don't see me anymore [Verse 1: Steve Ricks] They won't feel me 'Til the money come in ten fold Or longer than Manute Bol I swear they never loved me 'Til they saw me in that new ghost New ghost I swear I can't believe it Went from standing outside To f**ing up the building Stréss off in the kitchen Please go hide the children They coming with the choppers And they picking off Civilians Haze ducked off in the cut And we looking like a million All this marijuana smoke Done severed all my feelings And You could die tonight But that's just your decision Screaming lord forgive me They f**ed with the wrong christian And I swear We out here simply living And I promise we gon ball Cause that's just our decision [Hook 2] Promise we gone ball Ball, ball Promise we gone ball 'Til we fall Get back up Ball again Promise we gone ball Ball, ball Ball, ball Ball Promise we gone ball 'Til we fall Get back up Ball again Through the nights we call We call on to god And will we not fall Cause they don't see us anymore They don't see us anymore, anymore Through the days we see We see evil here But these diamonds here VVS They clear like chandelier Oh yeah, oh yeah n***as can't see me But they see the stones shining They blinding They blinding They don't see us no, no, no no [Verse 2: Mo'Haze] Phoebe Philo Told me my teeth make it Hard to swallow That was three months ago When we had bought a condo I mean George Condo Raf Simons told a n***a the same thing When he seen a n***a chain I said it was Johnny dang now I'm on fire my n***a I'm on fire my n***a Keep me far from propane Keep your girl away from me Or else she just gon' go mane All my n***as glo We stand like we glo gang Everything is black I feel like I'm Bruce Wayne 1986 champagne We stressing out the blue flame All these hoes see money And now they wanna do things All my n***as eat Until there's no more food chain We just ball 'Til we fall We just ball 'Til we fall, fall, fall Ball, ball, ball, ball [Hook 3] Through the nights we see We see evil here And we close our eyes Tell God get them all out of here now They everywhere now They everywhere now They don't see us no more They don't see us no, no, no No They don't see us no more No, no They don't see us no more No, no, no See us no more No, no, no

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