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