LUKAS

2y

Im in a club rn, just requested Like That and the dj dapped me up and whispered ‘fuck you. OVO forever prick’. Might just go home

Clipaveli The Don

2y

Future had Wait For U with Drake and Way 2 Sexy with Drake as his only #1s

Future needs the boy and he just f***ed himself over by burning that bridge

He’s stupid fr

ABCDEF

2y

@drake

Deezed

2y

kendrick lamar - 36 years old
drake - 37 years old
j cole - 39 years old

we really bout to get a mid life crisis battle that will go down in the books

Niggamortis

2y

Talent is cool but

cyclops

2y

There is no relevant rappers under 30

doot doot

2y

This never happened

Niggamortis

2y

Talent is cool but

Deezed

2y

kendrick lamar - 36 years old
drake - 37 years old
j cole - 39 years old

we really bout to get a mid life crisis battle that will go down in the books

cyclops

2y

Nicki, Cardi and Meg has ass AND talent

Ice Spice is just all ass

I don't complain tho

Just mad they never going to sit on my face

Niggamortis

2y

Talent is cool but

cyclops

2y

There is no relevant rappers under 30

cyclops

2y

There is no relevant rappers under 30

Deezed

2y

kendrick lamar - 36 years old
drake - 37 years old
j cole - 39 years old

we really bout to get a mid life crisis battle that will go down in the books

WayUpWoj

2y

Yet 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."

dubbs hendrix

2y

Theyre all approaching dusthead age

OldAssChampion

2y

Approaching? They already surpassed it and still make classics that’s what makes them so great

doot doot

2y

Backshots heard from the 5th dimension

Niggamortis

2y

Talent is cool but