I am a war general seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
You waited for this moment, overcome with the desperation
We plotted for a week, and then we fed you the information
A daughter that's eleven years old, I bet he takes it
We thought about givin' a fake name or a destination
But you so thirsty, you not concerned with investigation
Instead you in that Venice studio, it's a celebration
You gotta learn to fact-check things and be less impatient
Your fans are rejoicin' thinkin' this is my expiration
Even the picture you used, the jokes, and the medication
The Maybach glove and the d*** he use is for less inflation
Master manipulator, you bit on the speculation
You dumb and reactive, nigga, I'm petty with dedication
What about the bones we dug up in that excavation?
And why isn't Whitney denyin' all of the allegations?
You claim to be the best, but you lack the foundation
All that frontin' and stuntin' just fuels my motivation
You bought into the hype, blinded by the adoration
But I'm calculatin' moves, keepin' tabs on every station
Your house of cards will fall, can't withstand the vibration
I'll take your empire down, brick by brick, with no hesitation
While you're busy flauntin', I'm crafting my retaliation
You think you're winning now, but that's just an aberration
The truth will cut you deep, it's the ultimate laceration
While you're stuck in the moment, I see the long duration
You're drowning in your lies, caught up in the saturation
I'll watch you crumble slow, savoring the devastation
You thought you had it locked, but your plans are out of rotation
You underestimated me, didn't see the innovation
I operate in shadows, mastering infiltration
You're loud and brash, but lack real consideration
I move in silence, precise with my navigation
The way I pull the strings, it's like a live orchestration
You think you're playin' chess, but it's checkers you're facin'
I'll leave you in the dust, lost in the conversation
Your crew's a bunch of yes-men, empty validation
I've got a legion, loyal through every tribulation
You fumble at the finish, no chance of salvation
I'll write my victory in stone, it's the final punctuation
To this day I am shocked that Drake declaring himself a war general didn’t win him the beef
It’s gon be a whole generation of people that think Micheal Jackson wanted to be white.. all because of Drake
Don't sic king of pop on me but he 100% did
I am a war general seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
You waited for this moment, overcome with the desperation
We plotted for a week, and then we fed you the information
A daughter that's eleven years old, I bet he takes it
We thought about givin' a fake name or a destination
But you so thirsty, you not concerned with investigation
Instead you in that Venice studio, it's a celebration
You gotta learn to fact-check things and be less impatient
Your fans are rejoicin' thinkin' this is my expiration
Even the picture you used, the jokes, and the medication
The Maybach glove and the d*** he use is for less inflation
Master manipulator, you bit on the speculation
You dumb and reactive, nigga, I'm petty with dedication
What about the bones we dug up in that excavation?
And why isn't Whitney denyin' all of the allegations?
You claim to be the best, but you lack the foundation
All that frontin' and stuntin' just fuels my motivation
You bought into the hype, blinded by the adoration
But I'm calculatin' moves, keepin' tabs on every station
Your house of cards will fall, can't withstand the vibration
I'll take your empire down, brick by brick, with no hesitation
While you're busy flauntin', I'm crafting my retaliation
You think you're winning now, but that's just an aberration
The truth will cut you deep, it's the ultimate laceration
While you're stuck in the moment, I see the long duration
You're drowning in your lies, caught up in the saturation
I'll watch you crumble slow, savoring the devastation
You thought you had it locked, but your plans are out of rotation
You underestimated me, didn't see the innovation
I operate in shadows, mastering infiltration
You're loud and brash, but lack real consideration
I move in silence, precise with my navigation
The way I pull the strings, it's like a live orchestration
You think you're playin' chess, but it's checkers you're facin'
I'll leave you in the dust, lost in the conversation
Your crew's a bunch of yes-men, empty validation
I've got a legion, loyal through every tribulation
You fumble at the finish, no chance of salvation
I'll write my victory in stone, it's the final punctuation
I really hate Drakes flow for the past few years. That 30 For 30 diary flow is so played out. And the rhymes are so basic.
I'm surprised that nobody mentions that he spent all 3 verses on Taylor Made rhyming s*** with "shoes"
Hearing “Tupac” spit with that same boring Drake flow using the same boring elementary rhyme schemes was so telling.

you tell me
Drake and Sophia unfollowed each other after this dropped too
The extra pixel for the nose is so foul
Kendrick hasn’t said anything.. unless you wanna count his Speech at Compton College. Drake was the one that posted “Summer vibes up next” and said Kendrick could drop 100 songs he’s not responding.
True.. but I’m also just waiting on the facts….
Hearing “Tupac” spit with that same boring Drake flow using the same boring elementary rhyme schemes was so telling.
Y'all wanted that "Hennessyyyyyyyy/penitentiaryyyyy" flow
Just her. and exactly at the "excuse me is that your girl" part
Sticky remix
He needed a veteran girl
It’s gon be a whole generation of people that think Micheal Jackson wanted to be white.. all because of Drake
He's got way more serious allegations that will forever mask that

you tell me
Drake and Sophia unfollowed each other after this dropped too
keem got back after #2 DM’d his girl
I am a war general seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
You waited for this moment, overcome with the desperation
We plotted for a week, and then we fed you the information
A daughter that's eleven years old, I bet he takes it
We thought about givin' a fake name or a destination
But you so thirsty, you not concerned with investigation
Instead you in that Venice studio, it's a celebration
You gotta learn to fact-check things and be less impatient
Your fans are rejoicin' thinkin' this is my expiration
Even the picture you used, the jokes, and the medication
The Maybach glove and the d*** he use is for less inflation
Master manipulator, you bit on the speculation
You dumb and reactive, nigga, I'm petty with dedication
What about the bones we dug up in that excavation?
And why isn't Whitney denyin' all of the allegations?
You claim to be the best, but you lack the foundation
All that frontin' and stuntin' just fuels my motivation
You bought into the hype, blinded by the adoration
But I'm calculatin' moves, keepin' tabs on every station
Your house of cards will fall, can't withstand the vibration
I'll take your empire down, brick by brick, with no hesitation
While you're busy flauntin', I'm crafting my retaliation
You think you're winning now, but that's just an aberration
The truth will cut you deep, it's the ultimate laceration
While you're stuck in the moment, I see the long duration
You're drowning in your lies, caught up in the saturation
I'll watch you crumble slow, savoring the devastation
You thought you had it locked, but your plans are out of rotation
You underestimated me, didn't see the innovation
I operate in shadows, mastering infiltration
You're loud and brash, but lack real consideration
I move in silence, precise with my navigation
The way I pull the strings, it's like a live orchestration
You think you're playin' chess, but it's checkers you're facin'
I'll leave you in the dust, lost in the conversation
Your crew's a bunch of yes-men, empty validation
I've got a legion, loyal through every tribulation
You fumble at the finish, no chance of salvation
I'll write my victory in stone, it's the final punctuation
you could tell he wrote this one
Y'all wanted that "Hennessyyyyyyyy/penitentiaryyyyy" flow
So many enemiesssssssss
ngl if that’s really sophie in the hillbillies video it explains why drakepac told kendrick to say he f***ed his girl
I really hate Drakes flow for the past few years. That 30 For 30 diary flow is so played out. And the rhymes are so basic.
Him and Cole two sides of the same coin tbh. Cole been doing that”I’m LOOKING at HATE, while tryna be GREAT, I’m BOOKING a new DATE, I don’t do…cheap trips, we cannot RELATE” flow
i can’t even do a proper example but ya’ll know what I mean. That flow when he really tryna make you hear his bars as opposed to just spitting the bars lmao. Love Cole but that s*** been so old since Off Season days 😭
Him and Cole two sides of the same coin tbh. Cole been doing that”I’m LOOKING at HATE, while tryna be GREAT, I’m BOOKING a new DATE, I don’t do…cheap trips, we cannot RELATE” flow
i can’t even do a proper example but ya’ll know what I mean. That flow when he really tryna make you hear his bars as opposed to just spitting the bars lmao. Love Cole but that s*** been so old since Off Season days 😭
He tried a new flow on grippy and y’all killed him
Him and Cole two sides of the same coin tbh. Cole been doing that”I’m LOOKING at HATE, while tryna be GREAT, I’m BOOKING a new DATE, I don’t do…cheap trips, we cannot RELATE” flow
i can’t even do a proper example but ya’ll know what I mean. That flow when he really tryna make you hear his bars as opposed to just spitting the bars lmao. Love Cole but that s*** been so old since Off Season days 😭
While we’re at it I’m sick of 21’s “sesame / step to me / checkin me” rhyme scheme and flow that he’s used on so many features. He did it on My Life with Cole. On the song with Nas. On Surround Sound with JID.
He tried a new flow on grippy and y’all killed him
I’m a Cole stan, please don’t @ me again, I don’t f*** with your subtle racism. Thanks!
He tried a new flow on grippy and y’all killed him
Idk if “tried” is the right word to use lol