JoMNi - Getaway

(Ay, you could turn it down if it get too loud)
(I got money comin' in by the pound)
(My name is JoMNi)
(You better know better)
(You know I'm rockin' with all the hellhounds)
(Devil hounds)
(Ay, you know how we rollin')
(For sure)
(Ay, it's JoMNi, let's go)

Bitch, I'm going real fast
I'm prayin' to God I don't crash
I'm zoomin', I'm zippin', my foot to the pedal, the music is bangin' full blast
The wind blowin' out all the cash, the car keep on shakin' because of the bass
Don't know where I'm going, but I just keep going, 'cause I got the feds steady trailin' my ass
My boys shootin' guns out the window at them
Got bullet holes going straight through the lens
Better duck down 'fore you get shot in the head
The doors were built bulletproof up in the Benz
Got money on money, but ain't got no friends
I cut all them off and chill with my cousins
I'm on a mission and there ain't no stoppin'
Gotta take the money and leave all in a min'

My cousins by blood and my friends are like fam'
My uncle named Russ and he's like Peter Pan
Don't forget 'bout Peter, the one with the hands
And Crazy Zef, you wouldn't believe what he did
And Uncle Luke, got a limp in his leg
And Uncle Lou, got a really hot head
And I too, my head hotter than his, I'll kill you and sleep like nothin' ever happened
Bitch I go by JoMNi, I'm here for the win, I get to the money even on the weekend
Yeah I'm stackin' my bread on my bread on my bread on my bread until it touch the fuckin' ceiling
And I'm stackin' them bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies, you bitches do not seem to quit
And all of these bitches be bitin' like bugs, before I perform, I put on repellent
And all of these people wishin' they was us, when they get a glimpse of the life we livin'
I'm on top of the world, my name is all over, I'm going deaf 'cause of how much I hear it
When I get out the car, the bitches start losing their shit, screamin' and scratchin' their faces
Know why, 'cause I'm tall, I'm gorgeous, I'm rich and famous, and I'm son of the king, I'm the prince
Bitch, I go by JoMNi and I'm Albanian, Djali Bajraktarit te Vukelit who I am
I'm the prince of the savages, my daddy king, but I'll never be king if I die before him
My daddy Rrok Nilaj, the strongest to live and I'm his son, so I got big shoes to fill in
It run in my blood, I'm a beast naturally, and my blood red and black, shoutout all my shqipes
When I'm with my cousins, don't come 'round us when we chillin', got no time for none your nonsense
Going straight to the top, I feel like I'm in a rocket ship and all of you haters fuelin' it
The money too old, it started growin' mold on it, get new money and go and blow that
Y'all pussies be bold the way y'all pullin' up on me, I guess y'all just don't want to live
And this ain't no old money, it's new money, you funny, who funny? I'm dead as a mummy
Y'all keep tryna play me like I'm a dummy, you dummy, you bummin', I'm ballin', you nothin'
Y'all keep ridin' the wave on me, used to hate on me, now y'all wait on me, yeah
And I done grown real unfriendly
Don't you play with me, 'cause I'll stab you in the fuckin' neck
They tryna intimidate me? (Huh)
They talkin' up out of they ass
If it's a problem, we'll squash it real fast
Always come in first, never finish in last
Always got a gun, never nothin' in my hands
Always on the run from the police sirens
Always got a belt when I'm out performing, 'cause bitches steady tryna pull down my pants
So many fans, 'preciate all of them
So many bands, got me thinkin' like damn
I thank God, 'cause I'm living through him
But in the end, I done built up who I am
Got enemies I be eliminatin'
Got family I don't wan' see ever again
Got fake friends lending fake hands, but all that shit helped build me into a man
I drove the Benz straight through the glass
Whole lotta sirens, a lot of screaming
Hopped out of the car with guns in our hands
Adrenaline rush got me lovin' this feelin'
Went straight to the stash and took out all the money, loaded up the car and we out in seconds
My foot to the pedal, the music bumpin'

Bitch, I'm going real fast
I'm prayin' to God I don't crash
I'm zoomin', I'm zippin', my foot to the pedal, the music is bangin' full blast
The wind blowin' out all the cash, the car keep on shakin' because of the bass
Don't know where I'm going, but I just keep going, 'cause I got the feds steady trailin' my ass
My boys shootin' guns out the window at them
Got bullet holes going straight through the lens
Better duck down 'fore you get shot in the head
The doors were built bulletproof up in the Benz
Got money on money, but ain't got no friends
I cut all them off and chill with my cousins
I'm on a mission and there ain't no stoppin'
Gotta take the money and leave all in a min' (Gotta run)

Written by:
John Michael Nilaj

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