Kanye West - 30 Hours (feat. Juice WRLD)
[Intro: Juice WRLD & Arthur Russell]
Enviyon on the mix
Baby lion goes
Haha
Where the islands go
Yeah
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You say you never saw this comin', well, you're not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin' the damages
Checkin' MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch
But it's blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all vеggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chеst no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago - St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale, ándale E.I, E.I, uh-oh
You had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn't mine though
[Chorus: Kanye West]
But I still drove 30 hours
And I, I still drove 30 hours to you, yeah
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
I remember rappin' for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria's Secret
'Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished, girl
You don't love me, you just pretendin'
I need a happy beginnin', middle and endin'
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It's gettin' hot in here, that's all that I know
Got a hotel room, three stars for you
You call down for an omelet, girl, it's 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl, don't start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it's no prob'
'Cause you was in college complainin' 'bout it's no jobs
But you were suckin' a n***a dick the whole time
Well, I guess a blowjob's better than no job
[Chorus: Kanye West]
And I drove back 30 hours
[Bridge: Arthur Russell]
Where the main ties onto the sail
Better on sighting
For astern, oh
[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
First things first, bitch, keep my name out your mouth
Before the doctor have to take your fuckin' brain out your mouth
I may just show up to your next concert with a AK
Just to see what all that fuckin' hype is about
Now it's blood on my Louis Vs
Bad bitch like my clothes, came from overseas
Ex-girl gettin' mad, said she over me
Knowin' damn well that I'm still in them ovaries
Bitch, please, I see bullshit around me, hoes tryna clown me
As soon as I get money, I bet them bitches surround me
All my money goin' to new clothes and wardrobes
So I can't help but be fresher than Downy
Orange VLONE like I'm straight out the county
Louis Vuitton don mixed up in Givenchy
Same way Hennessy mix up in Bacardi, haha
Damn, so how the fuck you gon' stop me?
[Bridge: Kanye West, André 3000, & Juice WRLD]
3 Stacks, can you help me out?
30 hours
Yeah, this type of shit you just ride out to
30 hours
30 hours
I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship
Now a n***a mad
Now I'm 'bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill...
30 hours
Just to kill..
Just to...
Just to...
I'm about to drive 90
90 miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a n***a ass
It was my idea and now a n***a (30 hours)
Now a n***a mad, now a n***a, uh
A stunna
Whoop him after school just to show I got class
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Duh-duh with you, yeah (30 hours)
You know what I'm sayin'? Drop some shit like that
Ayy, ayy
Had to give these hoes 30 hours
Ayy, should I give 'em a little more?
Just ride out to that
Bet, haha, look
[Verse 4: Juice WRLD]
I'ma just go back in for another, huh
What's the real definition of a brother?
Relation by blood or relation by color?
Hmm, man, I don't give a fuck
I'm just talkin' to talk, this the talk of a boss
Keep playin' wit' yo' boy and I'll be checkin' yo' pulse
Probably put you in a hospital, piss on your bed
While you in a coma and your mama wait for results
Gone!
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Haha, gang
Had to give these n***as 30 hours
Hah, 30 hours, hey, hey
Du-nu-nu, yeah
Had to give these n***as 30 hours
Fuck n***a, haha
And we gone
[Outro: Arthur Russel]
Baby lion
Where the islands go
Enviyon on the mix
Baby lion goes
Haha
Where the islands go
Yeah
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You say you never saw this comin', well, you're not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin' the damages
Checkin' MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch
But it's blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all vеggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chеst no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago - St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale, ándale E.I, E.I, uh-oh
You had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn't mine though
[Chorus: Kanye West]
But I still drove 30 hours
And I, I still drove 30 hours to you, yeah
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
I remember rappin' for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria's Secret
'Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished, girl
You don't love me, you just pretendin'
I need a happy beginnin', middle and endin'
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It's gettin' hot in here, that's all that I know
Got a hotel room, three stars for you
You call down for an omelet, girl, it's 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl, don't start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it's no prob'
'Cause you was in college complainin' 'bout it's no jobs
But you were suckin' a n***a dick the whole time
Well, I guess a blowjob's better than no job
[Chorus: Kanye West]
And I drove back 30 hours
[Bridge: Arthur Russell]
Where the main ties onto the sail
Better on sighting
For astern, oh
[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
First things first, bitch, keep my name out your mouth
Before the doctor have to take your fuckin' brain out your mouth
I may just show up to your next concert with a AK
Just to see what all that fuckin' hype is about
Now it's blood on my Louis Vs
Bad bitch like my clothes, came from overseas
Ex-girl gettin' mad, said she over me
Knowin' damn well that I'm still in them ovaries
Bitch, please, I see bullshit around me, hoes tryna clown me
As soon as I get money, I bet them bitches surround me
All my money goin' to new clothes and wardrobes
So I can't help but be fresher than Downy
Orange VLONE like I'm straight out the county
Louis Vuitton don mixed up in Givenchy
Same way Hennessy mix up in Bacardi, haha
Damn, so how the fuck you gon' stop me?
[Bridge: Kanye West, André 3000, & Juice WRLD]
3 Stacks, can you help me out?
30 hours
Yeah, this type of shit you just ride out to
30 hours
30 hours
I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship
Now a n***a mad
Now I'm 'bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill...
30 hours
Just to kill..
Just to...
Just to...
I'm about to drive 90
90 miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a n***a ass
It was my idea and now a n***a (30 hours)
Now a n***a mad, now a n***a, uh
A stunna
Whoop him after school just to show I got class
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Duh-duh with you, yeah (30 hours)
You know what I'm sayin'? Drop some shit like that
Ayy, ayy
Had to give these hoes 30 hours
Ayy, should I give 'em a little more?
Just ride out to that
Bet, haha, look
[Verse 4: Juice WRLD]
I'ma just go back in for another, huh
What's the real definition of a brother?
Relation by blood or relation by color?
Hmm, man, I don't give a fuck
I'm just talkin' to talk, this the talk of a boss
Keep playin' wit' yo' boy and I'll be checkin' yo' pulse
Probably put you in a hospital, piss on your bed
While you in a coma and your mama wait for results
Gone!
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Haha, gang
Had to give these n***as 30 hours
Hah, 30 hours, hey, hey
Du-nu-nu, yeah
Had to give these n***as 30 hours
Fuck n***a, haha
And we gone
[Outro: Arthur Russel]
Baby lion
Where the islands go