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Duffle bag filled with racks
Now we on the private jet, and we going back
Now I'm in the studio, and I record some tracks
I've been waiting for this moment
Now it's going to happen all at last
Now I'm on the road
That's just how it goes
Louis on all my clothes
Now I'm in the Rolls Royce
And I swerve back, and I'm in the matte black
Now I'm getting racks
And I'm living life fast
Got like 70 on the dash
Let the truth be told that I'm not rich yet
But I want to be
I want to get the paychecks
I want to fly private jets
I want to live comfortably
People hating, saying bad things about me
But I can't listen to them
Duffle bag filled with racks
Now we on the private jet, and we going back
Now I'm in the studio, and I record some tracks
I've been waiting for this moment
Now it's going to happen all at last
Now I'm on the road
That's just how it goes
Louis on all my clothes
Now I'm in the Rolls Royce

Now I'm the city
Balenciaga on my shoes, louis, I want a milli
I fly a private jet, got a coat, because it's chilly
Doing this by myself, people hate, but I just have to deal with it
I remember the old days
I remember back then, and everything has changed since
Back then, nothing really made sense
Now I'm at home, and I want to make it
Now people are hating, cause they don't want to see me go to the top
Now people are hating, cause they want me to flop
I ain't going to know what they're saying
Cause I ain't going to listen
Now I'm on the road, and I'm going to make a million
Flying out to islands, spending racks on all the stuff I'm buying
And you know that I'm stylish
I've been making hit songs, and I'm still making them
And I want to be making it

Duffle bag filled with racks
Now we on the private jet, and we going back
Now I'm in the studio, and I record some tracks
I've been waiting for this moment
Now it's going to happen all at last
Now I'm on the road
That's just how it goes
Louis on all my clothes
Now I'm in the Rolls Royce
And I swerve back, and I'm in the matte black
Now I'm getting racks
And I'm living life fast
Got like 70 on the dash
Let the truth be told that I'm not rich yet
But I want to be
I want to get the paychecks
I want to fly private jets
I want to live comfortably
People hating, saying bad things about me
But I can't listen to them



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Writer(s): Ivan Sviridov
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