Right like what was this nigga talkin bout he was too thirsty to flip that prince out lived Mike Jack line lmao. Drake underestimated Dot. Nigga thought he was just gon go back to his cave

What the f*** did I miss

while we're doing this can we spin the block and get this guy

The milloie thing even weirder cause she posted a pic in some parking garage that he took, and they was in some party by themselves talking all night like DATS WEIRD

you can give game to some young person coming up in your indsutry but all night slime?

Drake played too many people

My thoughts too. Actually I'll take it a step further: the beef that he set off was the bait. This was always the plan

Kendrick in his Messiah era.

West Coast sends love to Chi town

they turned on mike now

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."

Yea and your boy is getting rapped into the trash can and ran circles around strategically

lucian gave the greenlight huh

Spoiler this bullshit giving me the heebie jeebies bruh

Remember when Aubrey’s angels were all clowning Kendrick on this site after Taylor Made

Seems a lifetime ago

Drake being active on instagram but not active with the drops is why my goat is losing

DROP

This s*** so nasty man i forgot

Again

KRIS JENNER YOU WILL NOT SEE HEAVEN

He studying mj rn

Don't put artists on a pedestal it's just marketing to make you a consumer. Enjoy the music and keep it moving

Problem with Ish is he isn't OVO he just hates artistic music so he hates Kendrick as a result. So he not as passionate

Yea sis I'm from stan twitter. Drake is done chile...

If you’re concerned about ethic you have two choices:

J.Cole
Dax

JAIL

saw someone says its like pearl harbor

Drake threw some shots and hit Kendrick where it hurt

WOP WOP WOP HIROSHIMA WOP WOP WOP NAGASAKI

The fact that they ain’t even find the mole yet is crazy