Benny the Butcher, Harry Fraud - Thanksgiving lyrics

Yeah, this for all the plugs I met
Uh huh, and the trenches
You can't forget the trenches too yo

You anything like me
Them hand to hand sales made you
I'm one of them hustlers you
Gotta tell thank you
Got advice from my dawg
I accept it 'cause it's love
He said, "We did the work
You givin' too much credit to the plug"
That was us on that corner
Montana and Genesee
When niggas couldn't sell it theyself
They was hittin' me i was one call away
I pull up with the drugs with mе
And you don't know the pressure
Of owin' thе plug fifty
Got a jail call, he told me, "Stay dangerous
Take it easy"
Was in the day room and couldn't
Believe he seen me on TV
He spent money on his bitch every
Time he got work through
Caught seven years, and she only
Visited the first two, damn
Rappers in my genre wanna be me still
I'm too far ahead
It's easy to feel like I'm cheatin'
When I read these deals
You talk and you live like this
It's gon' make them hate you
This what fueled them to get off they asses
I made 'em greater

You should thank me, nigga tell me thank you
Y'all niggas should tell me thank you
You should thank me, nigga
You should thank me
Somebody tell me thank you
Y'all niggas should tell me thank you
Somebody tell me thank you
You should thank me, you should thank me

At the table, rackin' my brain like
"How I'm back in the game?"
Went and did that lil' bid
Now my hoes ain't actin' the same
Stressin', I did them sentences
Without stackin' no change
Gettin' high inside
Knowin' my pride ain't matchin' my wage
Let me take you back to that blue building
Back in the day
Where I trapped them two for fifteens
Plus that was my age
From that lil' stage, two or three years
I mastered my ways
We'd be the Jacksons of yay if they
Gave out plaques for the game
Let me take you back to that lil' pot
That lil' flame
Brick to a sports agency, we respect grindin'
I'm signin' offensive linemen and BMX riders
You want a meeting with BSF
Then be a check writer
In therapy, learnin' to walk again
Four of them in a 'Rari they shot me
I'm back cocky in the jewelry
That I bought again
They want me to post when I slide
They say I'm gangster
Trust me, it won't make Instagram
It's gon' make the papers

Thank us tell me thank you
Y'all niggas should tell me thank you
You should thank me, nigga
You should thank me
Somebody tell me thank you
Y'all niggas should tell me thank you
Somebody tell me thank you