Trae Tha Truth - Oiler lyrics

[Intro: Zuse] It's midnight, I'm heading down to your crib I'm on one, got chad all in my drink R.I.P to the pimp, underground these motherf**ers they know I'm bout to be king Missed call from my main girl but my mindset is on Kim My ex-girl who branched out and (?) her living It's all good she gon' see the man, the young boy turn (?) Still swangin' on these folks, with the same guys I came with Now what the f** should I think [Hook: Zuse] I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer Screwed up, UGK up in my drink Screwed up, Actavis under my skin Screwed up, I can never trust a b**h Where ya been at? How you been? How you doing girl? Can I come in? x2 [Verse 1: Zuse] Called her up, I'm down to ride till we all up Sippin' on that cough syrup, that Big Mo Pour four for the Pimp to, this Big Hawk and that pimp juice Hold up, let it sink in Got pink all in my system, swangin' down that highway My girl say I move sideways, it's alright Cut money on hard ice, don't give a f** like I'm (?) (?) Ain't nothing change but the weather baby, but the young boy got the star life Same boy who came up, was the same man working all night [Hook] [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] Young street king, ain't nothing switched I'm paid in full and I ain't talking Mitch I got a couple tools to get a hater fixed Finna' screw em up like it was 96' With a b**h tryna' catch another b**h On six-fours with this (triback?) You can't top that even if you could, I'll still steal the scene like I was coming on a jet You nigas still ain't sh**, get the f** off my dick You pillow talking to something you probably still ain't hit Who me? Naw I'm just cooling homie (?) up slow same color of bricks I'm Houston, Texas, born and raised n***a I'm screwed for life, this ain't a phase n***a Rest in peace, I miss them days n***a Clipse, Screw, and Dub K n***a [Hook]