Hard to catch feel Go on Hard to catch feel Go on You got me running around the country I'm trying to find you, I need a girl I can relate to and come by to See me dealing with my momma, you help me do it Heads up, staying tough, girl, you made me do it I can hide you in the mansion, more like the bedroom Kill streets, kill streets when I need some leg room Introduce you to the homies, you ain't know them On a flight back to Paris, I can rap song Baby, did I make you proud? I know I'm hard to handle I'ma come break you down, even if you don't do scandals Pick you up and down, scandals Pick you up and down, scandals Kill streets, kill streets right The room where you came to town I'm ready for you to lay it down On the whole new world you lost around you But can you help, I'm so down, by myself Kill streets, kill streets right You ain't got about a time for emotionals You in the bush just to see a new perspective, whoa Me, I spend a lot of time in the gutter, dawg I'm a cut, dope, reed, dope, hit it, dawg Let's take a walk around Fremont Road, dawg I didn't f*** up, his LNA sold out Are you really here for me, are you my road, dawg? I don't want another woman, this ain't roll call And I see the good relations with your mama Educated, Harvard, baby, and your honor And they know the good morals on your socials First lady, president, you in the Oval I'm at the O2, I'm going postal You on the side stage, I had to show you They told you I was next, that's what they told you I had to fall back just to get to know you I'm at the O2, I'm going postal You on the side stage, I had to show you