Advice For Haters

[Intro: F. Mills]
Trek, Hustle. Transition, all one fuck a split. Let me cook for a minute

[Verse 1: F. Mills]
Big bucks gotta split em up
Hustle Gang dividends
And if you ain't pitching in
Niggas better give it up
Battling with forgiveness
Never personal
All business
Y'all bare witness
Going vertical
Straight up in this mufuckin game
Not on our level or the same
Yall foot ain't on our pedals
Or, flying on the same plane
We just first class and y'all coaching it
Clean the bullshit
We throw the soap in it
Water all drown flood ya block make a moat of it
Mixing it Trek slash Hustle what a potent mix
Blind to these haters
Fuck her told her I was focusing
She don't wanna deal with others
Showed her what I'm working with
Showed em what my purpose is
Rap game takeover
Wack niggas make over
99 percent of this shit
I'm taking stakes over, breaks over
Colliding DUI'ing these tracks
It's hard for me to stay sober

[Chorus: F. Mills]
We been doing this a long while
Flying state to state we got a stewardess for them flight miles
A lot up on our plate
Tell her chew on this shit
And bite down
Niggas plotting dirty all the time
We get em wiped down
Haters secretly want advice
Tell em pipe down
You just like how we doing this shit (4x)

[Verse 2: F. Mills]
I get annoyed with the sillyness
Ever since a little kid
A nigga always thinking big
How to make a million
I was finished with them lil gigs
Pile it up to ceilings visualizing what a nigga did
Game I'll make a killing steady building up a stronger bridge
Connect my partners do away with all them silly bids
Strengthen up their pockets fuck clocking or punching in
Dressing up in suits fuck dockers or silly grins
Meet em with that "I don't give a fuck" is you buying?
Shipments come in trucks mufuckas you can buy in
And if you win, it's luck mufucka
Plus we tie in
We all about them bucks mufucka
From the Chi end
So what now monop the whole city
Trek fly in
Hustle Gang corner all
Fuck try and pry in
Ya House wide open when it's locked
We got the spies in
Be careful when you working on that block
Niggas despising

[Chorus: F. Mills]
We been doing this a long while
Flying state to state we got a stewardess for them flight miles
A lot up on our plate
Tell her chew on this shit
And bite down
Niggas plotting dirty all the time
We get em wiped down
Haters secretly want advice
Tell em pipe down
You just like how we doing this shit (4x)

[Verse 3: F. Mills]
Gang talk about expansion
Start small starter homes work it to a mansion
Build it inside bust the seems need a bandage
Leaders over here we unseen they call us bandits
Hustle Gang logos marketing call it branding
The bottom need a face lift smooth
So we sand it
A lot of niggas booing they just sitting in the stands and
Crowd steady cheering we just supply they demanding
Meditate, clearing all the hate money we chanting
I levitate, hearing all the fakes dummies are rampant
They featherweights, boxing in my ring
Nigga I'm dancing
I'm heavyweight, wouldn't last second
No comparison
No front line they weak fuck around and let a terrorist in
In my mind they sweet
Caking broads it's embarrassing
Got the tools to cook
Beef need em to prepared it then
Get got before you look
Eyes closed, say them prayers then

[Chorus: F. Mills]
We been doing this a long while
Flying state to state we got a stewardess for them flight miles
A lot up on our plate
Tell her chew on this shit
And bite down
Niggas plotting dirty all the time
We get em wiped down
Haters secretly want advice
Tell em pipe down
You just like how we doing this shit (4x)