Yeah
Say my name baby
Dwayne Swayze
I know it hurts some days
But one day it's all gone change
If it don't work this time
I can only blame
Me, myself, and I
My three favorite people
Some criticize the way that I live, and they call me evil
That's just backward, thread the needle
Learned to tightrope walk on a string so I can feed you
Won't have an ice cube's chance in hell to ever be my equal
Stitched my dreams together right over the frays of my past
Weaving hope, spun silk from struggle to make cash
Turned trials to treasure, pulled them from my secret stash
It's all fuel for the engine, two twenty plus on the dash
Alas, just a figure of speech—good riddance
Same Dwayne from Fondren and West A, 'It's Pimpin' Pimpin'
Heads nod up and down, just reaffirms I got them listening
I wear my sunglasses at night 'cause duh, my diamonds glisten
Carving out my slice, I plan on living this life forever
Staying true to the path, move forward however whenever
Draw strength from the pressure, never back down from aggressors
If life imitates art, then just let that be the lesson
I know it hurts some days
But one day it's all gone change
If it don't work this time
I can only blame
Me, myself, and I
I know it hurts some days
But one day it's all gone change
If it don't work this time
I can only blame
Me, myself, and I
That's right, the only ones who truly understand
At 6'5", I'm too tall to be shortchanged by chance
For those that think I won't get hands dirty or simply think I can't
A blood bath will wash away sins from my blood-stained hands
As I survey the landscape, spend my days watching game tape
Even in extreme heat, won't break a sweat in these dog days
Mistake busyness as business, that mindset's useless
Grind with purpose, never confuse progress with circular movement
That's just crazy
I know it hurts some days
But one day it's all gone change
If it don't work this time
I can only blame
Me, myself, and I
The pillars I rely on
Never fear a garden snake with an ego as big as pythons
They slither away like roaches as soon as you turn the lights on
Falsely think that they're an icon
Build themselves up so high, just to find a hill to die on
Paper Tigers that think they're snipers
I gots to get paid like DMD with 25 Lighters
Be formless, shapeless, like water—put out flames, no firefighter
Plant a flag in the sand, set yourself apart from moonlighters
I know it hurts some days
But one day it's all gone change
If it don't work this time
I can only blame
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I