La Cienega Heights 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, it's that
La Cienega Heights 2 n*gga
You know Cadillac n*gga
Joe's Market
Bedford street
Corning street n*gga
Garth n*gga

[Chorus]
I'v been dealing with this sh*t and I can't fake it (Yeah)
n*gga stressed the f*ck out and I can't take it
My grandpa gone he all I had he didn't make it
Got this sh*t on my mind I gotta say it (Got this sh*t on my mind)
You looked me right in my eyes and told me you got me (sh*t crazy)
And later on you let them lil n*ggas rob me (You let them rob me)
I seen her texting them n*ggas they was gon' pop me (wish them n*ggas was gon pop me)
Was gon' kill my little Cousin and bro stopped me (sh*t Crazy)

[Verse 1]
I been dealing with this sh*t it happen every time (Huh)
Even though she did me wrong can't get her off my mind (can't get her off my mind)
You my brother if its beef n*gga call my line (Call)
I did this 1900 sh*t so we can all shine
I ain't sad that I ain't right but I ain't always wrong (I ain't always wrong)
My heart left when they told me that my n*gga gone
b*tch forsho' you was f*cking n*ggas in that home (Forsho')
But somehow I still forgive you and i'm moving on (Moving on)
He got fifteen years and put up in that prison
His homie f*cking on his b*tch and playing with his children (Shir crazy)
Where i'm from thell chop you down by the millions (Yeah)
Or your watch or your chain depending on how they feeling (On how they feeling)
I was young I used to go to school dusty (Yeah)
Them b*tches used to say I was ugly I was crusty (I was crusty)
Now them hoes be on my line they wanna f*ck me (They wanna f*ck me)
I still got love for **** and he dont trust me (He dont trust me)
[Chorus]
I'v been dealing with this sh*t and I can't fake it (b*tch got me f*cked up)
n*gga stressed the f*ck out and I can't take it (Man i'm going through it)
My grandpa gone he all I had he didn't make it (No)
Got this sh*t on my mind I gotta say it (Gotta say it)
You looked me right in my eyes and told me you got me (You got me)
And later on you let them lil n*ggas rob me (sh*t Crazy)
I seen her texting them n*ggas they was gon' pop me (Yeah)
Was gon' kill my little Cousin and bro stopped me (sh*t Crazy)

[Verse 2]
Take a picture and go viral at the Joe's (That's forsho' though)
Them n*gga's dieing and the whole city know (1900)
My cousin died i shoulda chilled with him some more (Huh)
Five one trouble Little Solo the Loc' (Yeah Yeah)
I missed Mula service they took me to jail (Forsho')
Then is was over they let me out on bail (R.I.P.)
Tripping off of Trayvon Martin and raising hell (Yeah)
I was twelve with them rocks in my mouth making a sell
I got love for Baby Dopey that's a real n*gga (Real n*gga)
Yall was scared of Baby Sco that's a real killer (Scared)
You know them Playboy Gangsters we don't feel n*ggas (Nah)
Go do your Google research they know we kill n*ggas
I was young when my momma stole the Christmas presents (Yeah)
But I ain't even mad at her it taught me a different lesson (I ain't trippin')
Like you can never love a b*tch or even show affection (Nah)
I cry tears when i think about my homies resting (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'v been dealing with this sh*t and I can't fake it (b*tch got me f*cked up)
n*gga stressed the f*ck out and I can't take it (Man i'm going through it)
My grandpa gone he all I had he didn't make it (No)
Got this sh*t on my mind I gotta say it (Gotta say it)
You looked me right in my eyes and told me you got me (You got me)
And later on you let them lil n*ggas rob me (sh*t Crazy)
I seen her texting them n*ggas they was gon' pop me (Yeah)
Was gon' kill my little Cousin and bro stopped me (sh*t Crazy)

[Outro]
Was gon' kill my little Cousin and bro stopped me (sh*t Crazy)