Stick Up Kid

Yo, y'all ain't gon' like what I'm 'bout to tell you Y'all get to wrong do the deal this time boy Yeah, I'ma take you back to how I used to be back in the '90s Oh yeah, yeah, yo, you did picture everything, just not pictured this Rolling in my two-door Monte Carlo Looking for somebody I can borrow Five or ten dollars 'til tomorrow I'm doing bad y'all uh-uhn I just smoked my last pack of cigarettes today Ever seen a nigga diggin' in the ashtray It's a crumbling and humbling sight to see I'm doing bad y'all uh-uhn And they teasin' me with these 23's and these DVDs in their ride And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by And have the nerve to wonder why I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid That's how I live, I admit it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid And if you're doing too much, I'm coming to get it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid That's how I live, I admit it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid And if you're doing too much, I'm coming to get it See lately I've been thinking bout saving my soul And do prayers make it to heaven from the ghetto I asked all my friends, but they all say they don't know It's all bad y'all And the preacher talking bout some stuff he don't know When church done became a fuckin' fashion show And they won't let a nigga in with these Timbos It's all bad y'all And they teasin' me with these 23's and these dvds in their ride And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by And have the nerve to wonder why (wonder why?) (Wonder why?) I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid That's how I live, I admit it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid And if you're doing too much, I'm coming to get it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid That's how I live, I admit it I be robbin' these niggas I'm a stick-up kid And if you're doing too much, I'm coming to get it Nobody knows the trouble I see Nobody knows but me Nobody knows the trouble I see Nobody knows but me Oh, nobody knows the trouble I see Nobody knows but me Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? Yeah Huh? Where you're mad? You're not mad at all? Yeah, and that only lasted briefly You know, then here come the police Handcuffing a brother up, taking me in Throwing me in the cage with the rest of 'em You know, I guess it was true what mama always say The same thing that make you laugh, will make you cry