Underworld

[Verse 1: Cory Gunz]
These porkies is tryna Gone in November me
The scalpel on me shorty, for surely you gon' remember me
Cory's not the one to be testin' nor to be pressin'
On me’s the Wesson, you wrongly suggesting, talking's what it would be
Got shooters, call some
Or text 'em a message
A TEC's in the message
And not the type the ref gets a call from
Play me 5 feet or be 6 with your fam, all stunnеd
I left off an arm in this bitch, Aron Ralston
I'm from where thе kids hopscotch over the corpse, jump
I'm in your grandmother’s closet by the mothballs
Social media got these bitches thinkin'
That I won't swing the stick over the net and just fill 'em up with lacrosse balls
I'll boil ya' noodle, who got the sauce? Pause
Two words to describe me would be a lost cause
Tryna find my way in my mind is like a lost cause
Paid so many dues, I'm confused as to what my chorse cost, nigga

[Chorus: Rob Wellz]
I rule the underworld
Runnin' - it's an understatement
If you see me on the block
I'm coming for another payment
I ain't had a pot to piss in
All my roots is in the pavement
I control the underworld
Dare someone to try and claim it
I rule the underworld
Runnin' - it's an understatement
If you see me on the block
I'm coming for another payment
I ain't had a pot to piss in
All my roots is in the pavement
I control the underworld
Dare someone to try and claim it

[Verse 2: Rob Wellz]
Y'all niggas lit but my niggas ain't ever heard about you
Give me the beats and I'm ready to knock the turnip out you
I can't be a follower, promise I'm not concerned about you
All those captions fire, now see me come take the burn up out you
Niggas see 40 like "You ain't take a break yet?"
My work outshines my flows, I'm always lifting great sets
Everybody sleepin' on me, I ain't slept in days yet
Always keep my sneaks to the streets but never payless
I'm on the back blocks then parkway to the BX
If you see me swervin' in traffic, that's just a reflex
Gliding on marble roads, I'm sure to make your street stretch
Born into a war and I still ain't found no peace yet
If my niggas bring the piece you'll need three vests
You know, the ones without the plates in it, facin' it
Keep it blunt, talkin' 'bout paper, my dues, I'm payin' it
This rap shit, I ain't playin' it, we all know that I came to win

[Chorus: Rob Wellz]
I rule the underworld
Runnin' - it's an understatement
If you see me on the block
I'm coming for another payment
I ain't had a pot to piss in
All my roots is in the pavement
I control the underworld
Dare someone to try and claim it
I rule the underworld
Runnin' - it's an understatement
If you see me on the block
I'm coming for another payment
I ain't had a pot to piss in
All my roots is in the pavement
I control the underworld
Dare someone to try and claim it