Ricky Hil, Fat Trel - We Don't Die lyrics

Bitch I i'm 'bout to tell you what I know
(tell you what you don't) charlene, Charlene
(drugs, drugs)

You don't know you don't know
We don't die we don't die
You don't know you don't know
We don't die i don't think I can goo

(uh, drugs, drugs) uh morphine in my dash
Kush with the hash codeine in a glass
Won't quite put me on my ass
Bite that Norco in a half
All I need is more hoes, n some grass
Half a p bitch I'm hoping it'll last
If I ain't dead
I ain't living too-I ain't living too fast

Ecstasy get my bag 40 Glock make my g sag
100 pills I think I'm doing bad
They say I'm doing bad, god damn
God damn, rolling with a drug dealer
We ain't up to no good and a half a p
Headed to your hood

You don't know you don't know
We don't die we don't die
You don't know you don't know
We don't die i don't think I can goo

Running from my life like motherfucking feds
Taking all thesе drugs wishing I was dead
Pistol to my head like, fuck it
Drinking liquor drinking for nothing

I'vе tried to take my life
I've tried to kill my wife i'm only 22
But, I feel old in this life
Tryna see this shit in a better light
I don't ever write but I seem to get it right
If I die hoe, ima have to die twice
But, I'm still alive, 3 blind mice

You don't know you don't know
We don't die we don't die
You don't know you don't know
We don't die i don't think I can goo

Way too many sleeping pills
Models wanna sleep with Hil
If I have a grave underneath this hell
High every fucking day with my brother Trel
Ima junkie and the junkies
Make the drugs sell
I support my local dealer get it in the mail
When I'm outta town, he'll never fail
Uh, huh

Feds on my till, cause my white that pill
Fucking 'round with Rich got me
Counting all this mail
Motherfuck a jail, I just did a ditch
I fuck with Azaya so clips burn rich
Feds got me pinch, I could never snitch
Couple dead bodies, I can smell the stench
Find me in the pit's, rest in peace to
TI the clique, murder, kill, death (bop)