Lyrics 30 Hours - Kanye West

30 Hours

Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
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 veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest 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
But I still drove 30 hours
But still drove 30 hours to you
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria 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 that happy beginnin', middle and endin'
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It’s gettin' hot in hurr, that’s all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 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' about it’s no jobs
But you were suckin' a nigga’s dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob’s better than no job
And I drove back 30 hours
Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh
3 stacks, can you help me out?
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Yeah, this the type of shit you ride out to
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I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship
Now a nigga mad
Now I’m 'bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill…
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Just to kill.
Just to…
Just to…
I’m about to drive 90
90 miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a nigga ass
It was my idea and now a nigga
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Now a nigga mad, now a nigga, 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
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You know what I’m sayin'?
Drop some shit like that
Ay, woop him after school just to
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Whoop him after school just to show I got class
Uh, 3 Stacks
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Just ride out to that
Check it out, this the bonus track, this the bonus
My favorite albums just have like bonus joints like this
That’s why they kick it off like this
Just did that Madison Square Garden
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Had to put the flyest nigga on this shit
The pyramids shall rise
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Look at all these Ultralight Beams flowin'
For all the moms, dads, the kids, the families that shared this moment with us
Let’s rock out for 'bout
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You know, ay you know
Ay, you know, ay, you know
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Whole design team, Yeezy team, music team
Remember when the whole block’d get shout out?
This my version of a shout out track
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Let that mothafucka rock, let that, let that, yeah
To my brother Yasiin, holding it out in Africa
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To my family, thank you for holding me down
The media be after us
That’s Gabe calling
Yo Gabe
I’m just doing a… just doing an adlib track right now
What’s up?
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