All Dogs Go To Heaven Ro Ransom (Ft. Sylvan LaCue)

[Intro: Ro Ransom]
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Woo, uh
Future shit, uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Ro Ransom]
Niggas was fronting on me but we've seen that before
I just pulled up in some shit, you ain't seen that before
Dawg, I was chasin' that money, we've been on the road
I put my life in this shit, I can't take it no more
The world in my hands
My bitch make me feel like the man
I need Franklins and Grants, oh
West side shit - you won't understand

[Hook: Ro Ransom]
My God, can you imagine?
Two moons since I seen Jasmine
She knows how bad I want it
God-damn, I need this shit
My dawgs all lost without me
This oxy got me drowsy
Late night, I'm all alone
Playing "Lord Knows" in the whip, yeah

[Verse 2: Sylvan LaCue]
Underground kings on this underground scene (king shit)
Fuck who you checking for, we running episodes
Might look like I can, these cameras won't let it show
Don't let this game muzzle you hidden agendas
Boy, don't get too comfortable, this ain't the Huxtables
And I'ma need two to three racks to at least come and fuck with you
Huh, and that's if I fuck with you
Drowning a vision, a bitch to accustomed to
Oh, yeah, you did it but it ain't untouchable
Big-up your princess like she ain't un-fuckable
Huh, the good ones go if you wait too long
But I can turn saint to a sinner, let her roll with a winner
It's much different of a dream to one, it's just facts, bro
Wise up, sink full of dishes, you payin' tuition (you payin' tuition)
I'm paying attention, everything's changed, I just raised my suspicion (that's real shit)
Thought I was trippin'
Coming to grips with the cost I was given
I question that shit, guessing it's time to invest in that shit