Henney !

He wrote 3 songs on ICEMAN

Waddup LWHQ legend

whats the consensus of 3 pm in new orleans being ai?

seems like it could go either way last night

A high level d*** dealer was arrested in Toronto, and reportedly has close connections to Travis Savoury, a.k.a. Baka Not Nice. The unidentified male was under oath while being interrogated and mentioned the name of super-star Canadian rapper Drake on multiple occasions, and even claimed that the rapper was a key figure inside a "Mafia" family operating in Toronto and throughout other Canadian provinces. The following are direct quotes from the un-named asset:

"Drake is approaching Capo status in a very exclusive, violent organization, meaning he'll be able to greenlight almost anyone.... Chubbs and Baka are his main enforcers, but they have so many street shooters it's ridiculous. They've hurt people before and have gotten away with it.
Nobody knows the identity of the main Boss, but we know he's had multiple meetings with J. Prince and their sons are even friends. Drake is their celebrity figurehead and they've given him permission to order beatings and extortion, even hits, but hits would need a direct greenlight from the Boss, whose name I won't speak. But, Drake has gotten that greenlight in the past, from what I understand."
He has strong affiliations to the Rizzuto crime syndicate in Toronto. He’s often seen at their headquarters (Sotto Sotto) in Toronto and has shouted it out in songs before

how many album release threads do you have to post in before you realize you're a f***ing loser?

We both know I can't take a joke, but why would I take one out to Turks and Caicos for a week?

This is real.

Those “Drake the type to” memes killed him

Repost if you still remember when Nation posted Ransom by Drake and Wayne on NahRight.com

We’ve come so far.

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 nigga 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."

Aubrick Gramar

Did they ban Willie wildcat ?

I would assume a timeout for h**** posting

Did he start posting fem boy boners again?

Its make or break for him, that's why

Drake hasn't had anything to prove since scorpion

We need to keep the spirit alive

CLB exists

True but CLB exist

No I think it was him becoming waaaaay to famous.

Like he’s not relatable and he knows that. He doesn’t relate to these women anymore - what made take care sincere is you felt that he was hurt. Now you know he’s too big to be hurt by a common woman

like a rockstar living..

there will always be those simp songs on each drake project