Thanksgiving
(专辑: The Plugs I Met 2 - 2021)
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 dog, I
accept it 'cause that's love He said, "We did the
work, you giving too much credit to the
plug" That was us on that corner, Montana and Genesee When niggas couldn't sell it they self, they was hitting me I
was one call away, I
pull up with the
drugs with me And you don't know the
pressure of owing the
plug fifty Got a
jail call, he told me stay dangerous, take it easy Was in the
dayroom and couldn't believe he saw 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 want to be me still I'm too far ahead, it's easy to feel, like I'm cheating when I
read these deals Talking you live like this, that's gonna make 'em hate you This what fueled 'em to get off they asses, I
made them greater You should thank me, nigga Y'all niggas can't tell me what I
should do (Tell me thank you) Just thank me (Y'all niggas should tell me thank you) I
give y'all niggas something to watch, something to look forward too I
don't want no opinions from who don't take care of they kids (You should thank me, nigga) (Somebody tell me thank you) Who got their homeboys in jail You niggas gotta fix your life 'fore you try to fix my shit (Tell me thank you) I
rap about drugs, this is what I
want to talk about, nigga (Somebody tell me thank you) Let me do me, nigga (You should thank me) You don't like my shit, turn my shit off, nigga At the
table racking my brain, like, "How I'm back in the
game?" Went and did that little bid, now my hoes ain't acting the
same Stressing, I
did them sentences without stacking no change Getting high inside, knowing my pride ain't matching my wage Let me take you back to that blue building, back in the
day While trapping two for fifteens, plus that was my age From that little stage, two or three years I
mastered my ways We'd be the
Jackson's of Yay' if they gave out plaques for the
game Let me take you back to that little pot, that little flame Brick to a
sports agency, we respect grinding I'm signing offensive lineman and BMX riders You want a
meeting with BSF then be a
check writer In therapy, learning to walk again Fought 'em in a
robbery, they shot me I'm back cocky in the
jewelry that I
bought again They want me to post when I
slide, to say I'm gangster Trust me, it won't make Instagram, it's gonna make the
papers Thank us Ah, 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