Jan 5·1 replyDef not tonight but in either way
Jan 5
Don SantanaIncoming
Incoming 8 hours of sleep. Save your energy for Thursday night when we get the thread lit. 6 god coming 🙏
Jan 5
Vietbrah
Jan 5·1 replySpookyDef not tonight but in either way
Drake is suing his distributor. If you're expecting anything coming to be a Friday drop I think you'll be surprised. Until that's cleared up no day is off the table. A Sunday or Monday drop is just as possible when his goal rn isn't on the charts. It's about ending the beef and walking away with his belt
- Jan 5·1 reply
The 6th is tomorrow. Something is coming and it's not just us when the track drops
Jan 5Wire up man like Chubbs did Detail.
Jan 5crazy the feeling is back
Jan 5WayUpWojOnce Kendrick fumbles the Super Bowl show and Drake gets energized off the Australia tour, it’ll all come together
Idk about fumbling the Superbowl lol but if Drake comes barring up over Conductor beats its gonna get very interesting.
Jan 5·1 replyWayUpWojOkay, it’s not scary hours. It’s Conductor We Have a Problem pt 4. And it’s a full Drake collab project.
What if it’s simultaneously CWHAP4 and SH4 at the same time
- Jan 5·2 repliesryuH
What if it’s simultaneously CWHAP4 and SH4 at the same time
Would be crazy.
But conductor collab is all rap, PND collab is all R&B
Jan 5WayUpWojYet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Future and the rest of his entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "Diamonds Dancing." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Drake in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "Diamonds Dancing" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Drake stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Drake's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Drake put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Drake began to flow freely.
"You doin' me dirty, you know. How we let it get like this I don't know. But that * can't save your soul, nah." Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Drake continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Doing me dirty, you doing me dirty. Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Ungrateful, ungrateful." The Engineer looked over to Future with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Future then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Drake.
"Your momma be ashamed of you. I haven't even heard from you, not a single word from you, Ungrateful. I'm too good for you, too good for you. You should go back to him, perfect match for you, unstable." Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Doing me dirty. You're making me nervous. I haven't even heard from you. You look drained, you look exhausted, girl them late nights ain't good for you. Really starting to show on you. Don't hit me up when it's good for you. Ungrateful." By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Drake hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Drake retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
The engineer hesitated but didn’t need any further prompt. He quickly hit the playback button, and the room was filled once again with the eerie instrumental outro of "Diamonds Dancing," this time with Drake’s raw, emotionally charged vocals woven through it. The mood was unmistakably darker, the vibe heavier than before.
As the track played, the producers exchanged looks. Some were nodding, feeling the vibe shift into something raw and unfiltered. Others seemed unsettled, unsure of where this was going. Future stayed still, his eyes trained on Drake, his body language unreadable.
The song continued to play, each bar of Drake’s words painting a picture of a love fractured, a trust broken, and a relationship teetering on the brink. The tension in the room was palpable, but it wasn’t just the lyrics—there was something in Drake’s delivery, something deeply personal about the way he was pouring himself into the track.
The outro hit a natural break, and as it did, Drake raised his head slightly, looking over at Future. His gaze was sharp, not necessarily angry, but there was a certain darkness behind it. The rest of the room held their breath.
Drake spoke again, quieter this time, almost as if to himself. "This is it. This is the one."
There was a long pause. No one dared to interrupt. Finally, Future, after a beat, nodded, his eyes still focused on Drake.
"Let’s run it back one more time. But this time, make sure we’re capturing the vibe."
The room was now in sync, moving as one unit around the track. The weight of the moment had transformed it; what had been a simple session now felt like something far more significant, as if the energy in that room had suddenly woven itself into the fabric of the song.
As the outro looped again, the producers took note, adjusting levels, tweaking the sound to match the intensity Drake had just poured into it. The mix began to come together, the full picture forming before their eyes and ears.
Drake stood silent in his corner, eyes closed now, lost in the moment, while the rest of the studio held their breath, waiting for the next move.
Jan 5Just drop, no need to tease. the entire world waiting on this to drop
Jan 5·1 replyWayUpWojWould be crazy.
But conductor collab is all rap, PND collab is all R&B
Would be a genius way to not release under his own name
Jan 5WayUpWojWould be crazy.
But conductor collab is all rap, PND collab is all R&B
CWHSH
Jan 5·1 replyThe Darkest AngelThe 6th is tomorrow. Something is coming and it's not just us when the track drops
Gayest s*** I read in a minute
proper 🔩Jan 5·2 replieshe’s finally gonna press the red button
- Jan 5metaverse
Would be a genius way to not release under his own name
All the wires are lined up to twist that way
- Jan 5proper
he’s finally gonna press the red button
Right after he figures out if its only him having trouble withdrawing money out of stake.
Jan 5They tried to take this all away from the people
But The Boy prevails
Jan 5·1 replyneed more songs like Stories about my Brother
Jan 5DYLFGayest s*** I read in a minute
ur username is daddy 67
goretex 💁🏽♂️Jan 5PLEASE
Jan 5Need him to switch the flow up if this a whole album. He rap the same over all them beats.
crakc 💤Jan 5properhe’s finally gonna press the red button
Jan 5·5 repliesDo yall really want dem conductor beats like cmon