[Intro: St. Nic]
Let's go
Chick got that I might just have to tilt my head sideways
Bet she could stop traffic even at the f**ing highway
When I black out I talk to God he asked me why don't I pray
I just do way too much sinning, my church on a Friday
Doing things the high way, ain't it all a trip
You forgot about all my ways, and now you wanna repent, yeah
[Verse 1: St. Nic]
Let's go
I just wanna do what I wanna do
Homies up in the spot, b**hes coming through
Never really listen what they telling you
Yeah you act like you know you ain't got a clue
Never thought you would be missing me
Never thought things would be how they used to be
Guess you had a right to be mad at me
Weed's the only thing that help keep my sanity
And the hits just keep on coming
And you keep on keep on running
Never really know why you're running from it
Wanna have it all now you're about to have nothing
And now everybody's talking
Get away let's keep on walking
Cos this ride ain't never stopping
Cos this ride ain't never stopping
[Hook: St. Nic]
So don't you lie, I know your type
You try you try but you never stay
But I don't mind, things will be fine
This is a game and many times I'll play
So if there's time, give me your mind
I want to feel what you have to say
And since you're here, and if you're inclined
I would not mind it if you would stay
[Verse 2: Taxi]
She's wanting me to stay but I gotta get away
Today's my last day before I jump up on the plane
b**h I gotta Split cos I'm going to Croatia
Know you get frustrated when I leave a bitter taste yeah
But if you were my best you'd come to Budapest
But you hungry for my bread and I just need a rest
No mistake, need a break I'm leaving for Slovenia
Broads in Ljubljana but you ain't make the team yet
Strawberry Fanta, debit cards and the clean hat
Ralph to the boxers, heavy wallet with the mean raps
To join the regime, you gotta get it sooner
No longer June I got Kuna's, Euro's, Koruna's
Corona in your honour, ain't bout the drama
But since I'm in Poland I'ma crack off the hammer
Watch out for the scammers, the junkies and the slags
Gotta Czech myself when I'm hustling out in Prague, yeah
[Hook: St. Nic]
So don't you lie, I know your type
You try you try but you never stay
But I don't mind, things will be fine
This is a game and many times I'll play
So if there's time, give me your mind
I want to feel what you have to say
And since you're here, and if you're inclined
I would not mind it if you would stay