In The Night

[Intro] [Verse 1: Curren$y] Puffy gold Gucci links (Gucci links) Hang t-shirts in my [?] Rolling like a skating rink [?] got all these hoes to the paint She don't know about cars too much But she knows ours is cleaner than y'alls stuff Bad bitches never call y'all up You do too much shopping in the malls bruh Too appalled, to ever applaud y'all I'm in that Rolls-Royce [?] Plottin on the heist and trying not to be involved with y'all Get your life Get your wife, she on my shit and I rep [?] My shit tight, my shit right [Hook: Raheem DeVaughn] In the night Ridin' clean On my Jet Life rolling through New Orleans Ladies stop Smile and stare At the light while we put one in the air Jet life [Verse 2: Curren$y] Dime a dozen Seen 'em coming Walking down my driveway in the morning I ain’t really want ‘em Just be fucking on ‘em Passing time Because the bank don’t open until 9 Smoke and ride Smoke and grind Focus like a sober mind, at the same time on dollar signs Said I claimed, robbed and planned When I lay your bitch bring me in the think i’m the man She took her wedding ring off And you just making plans/planes Time wasted, when you could have been paper chasing The money not waiting How many times can I say it ? Before niggas convey it and they really tryina make it While I’m in it, I’ll try to save it The storm crew said her (?) With hella love for the game that he playing The hustle don’t love you and that’s a fact Tryina get you and get out but it ain't come with a map