Stick Up Kid Chords by Lyfe Jennings

[A#m] _ [Fm] Yo, _ [F#] y'all ain't gonna like what I'm about [C#] to tell y'all.
[D#m] Y'all [A#m] gave the wrong [G#] dude a deal this [Fm] time, boy.
_ [C#] Yeah, I'm gonna take y'all back to [Fm] how it used to be, [F#] back in the 90s.
[C#] Oh yeah, [D#m] yeah.
_ [A#m] [G#] Yo, [Fm] you can picture everything else, now picture this.
[C#]
Rolling in my Turo [Fm] Monte Carlo, [F#] looking for somebody [D#m] I can [C#] borrow.
[D#m] Five or ten dollars [A#m] till [G#] tomorrow, I'm [Fm] doing bad y'all.
_ [C#]
Smoked my last pack [G#] of cigarettes today, [F#] you ever seen a nigga digging in the [C#] ashtray?
[D#m] It's a crumbling and [G#] humbling sight to see, I'm [Fm] doing bad y'all.
[C#] And they teasing me with [Fm] these twenty things and [F#] these daily things and they're [C#] right.
Then [D#m] they pass me by, by, [G#] by, by, by, by, and [Fm] have the nerve to [C#] wonder why.
I'll be [G#] robbing these niggas, I'm a stick up kid, [F#] that's how I live, I admit [C#] it.
[D#m] I'll be robbing these niggas, [G#] I'm a stick up kid, [Fm] if you do it too much, I'm coming to get [F#] it.
I'll be [G#] robbing these niggas, I'm a stick up kid, [F#] that's how I live, I admit [C#] it.
[D#m] I'll be robbin' it
[G#] I'm a stick up kid
[Fm] And if you do it twice
I'm comin' to get [F#] it
[A#] See lately I've been thinkin'
[Fm] About savin' my soul
[F#] And the prayers make it to heaven
[D#m] From the [C#] ghetto
[D#m] I asked all my friends but they all
[G#] Say they don't know
It's [Fm] all bad job
[F#] And [C#] I preach
And talkin' about some [Fm] stuff you don't [C#] know
When church done
Became a fuckin' fashion show
[D#m] And they won't let a nigga in
[G#] With these jambos
It's [Fm] all bad job
[C#] And they [G#] teasin' me
With these twenty cringes
And [F#] these DVDs
And they [C#] right
And [D#m] they pass me by
By, [G#] by, by, by, by
And [Fm] have a nerve to wonder
_ [C#]
I'll be robbin' it
[Fm] I'm a stick up kid
And [F#] if you do it twice
That's how I live
I admit [C#] it
[D#m] I'll be robbin' it
[G#] I'm a stick up kid
[Fm] And if you do it too much
I'm comin' to get [F#] it
[C#] I'll be [G#] robbin' it
I'm a stick up kid
[F#] That's how I live
I admit [C#] it
[D#m] I'm [G#] a stick up kid
[Fm] And if you do it too much
I'm comin' to get [D#m] it [C#] Nobody knows
[Fm] the trouble I see, [F#] nobody knows but [C#] me.
[D#m] Nobody [G#] knows the trouble I see, [Fm] nobody knows but
[C#]
Oh, [G#] nobody knows, trouble I see, [F#] nobody knows but [C#] me.
[D#m] _ _ [G#] Yeah, yeah, [Fm] _ _ _ [F#]
[C#] yeah, [Fm] what?
_ [F#] Yeah.
_ [C#]
[D#m] Huh?
[G#] Are you mad?
[Fm] You mad at who?
[C#] Yeah.
[G#] Yeah, and that only lasted briefly.
You know, and then here come the police,
handcuffing the brother off, taking me,
throwing me in the cage with the rest of them.
You know, I guess it was true what mama always said,
the same