30 Hours for Pablo Dylan OG Maco

[Intro]
I heard this out in Paris, you believe that
Ye got a young nigga on a relapse
Thirty hours

[Verse 1]
I'm in the streets with the kids and a Mac-10
Trying to tell 'em do better, choose good friends
A hypocrite in every hero
I'm using every damn wish in Geppetto's
[?] make that sleep better
Pity me if it make the box get wetter
Cause what's a win without the controversy?
Why they only call you broke when they feelings hurting?
That fake shit make a nigga nervous
There's something bout spaceship make her know her purpose
I'm bout to order up the whore service
She's with me for the kids like it's higher learning
Doing tricks, got a private circus
Make me cum all in that pussy cause fucking earned it
From play maker to taste maker
The sex is art, tonight, baby we face painters
Ran out of fucks, just fucked her out of the ways trainer

[Hook]
For about thirty hours
About thirty hours
Thirty hours