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Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Do you wanna eat or have them jays on your feet He broke into the wrong house Didnt know that owner had that eddie and that laura Guess he knew his family mattered when he got hit with that winslow Wrong decision made him change his character harriet winslow Change his character like aunt viv He thought he was smooth like will Should have thought like carlton Got caught and chastised with that uncle phil Lights out permanently Cant nobody pay his bill Bank account looked like the last days of enron Instead hustling the legal way His chapter ended like kenneth lay Like a warrant round up that surprise had him shook Caught slipping end of story close the book The land of the hustle Home of the fifty stars and thirteen stripes Get ya weight up use ya muscle Use ya head when you stuck in the struggle Because every chance you have Can be the only chance that you get Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Bring bread home or ima hear it from my lady Do you wanna eat Or have them jays on ya feet I know what it is Cant be out here looking weak Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Bring bread home or ima hear it from my lady Do you wanna eat Or have them jays on ya feet I know what it is Cant be out here looking weak He was moving in them streets Thought he was a boss with that heat Mattress on the floor Stunting on the gram Collecting clout coins dropped a stack on his feet Baby momma mad tired of seeing that popcorn ceiling Moved her out the hood What a hell of a feeling Went from green wasnt enough moved to pushing white Get caught slipping time doubled if you aint white Street creed heavy whips with double r Eighty around the neck Twenty on the wrist Living like a superstar Thought he had a solid team for them streets Feds caught his weak solider He got to talking Gave him a deal Spill the real Let him get to walking Boss checked his accounts everything on freeze Ran in his crib put that silver on his wrist No haha davis best believe he started praying for a breeze Little soldier did him dirty Now he gotta do that thirty Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Bring bread home or ima hear it from my lady Do you wanna eat Or have them jays on ya feet I know what it is Cant be out here looking weak Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Bring bread home or ima hear it from my lady Do you wanna eat Or have them jays on ya feet I know what it is Cant be out here looking weak Roaming in the streets gotta take care of my baby Do you wanna day or have them jays on your feet