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  • Jul 25, 2023
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    bruh the only seats available are companions of ppl in wheelchairs im gonna need to find a crippled b****

  • Worldpremiere_

    So we really getting a bread crumb trail. Is this confirmed?

    This is all confirmed from Travis twitter

  • Jul 25, 2023
    shaleirose

    Yes, everything I said is on his last 3 IG posts

    Hell yeeaaaaasss

  • Jul 25, 2023
    mov

    We need Lil peep and XXXTENTACION on this too !

    no thx

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    shaleirose

    Movie Thursday, Album Friday

    Cover 3 of 5 out now

    Another cover revealed everyday, main cover out Thursday

    Everything on his IG

    wait how can he reveal 3 more covers before thursday? he can't do 1 a day

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Salad

    bruh the only seats available are companions of ppl in wheelchairs im gonna need to find a crippled b****

    Freaky

  • Jul 25, 2023
    NeonNigga23

    wait how can he reveal 3 more covers before thursday? he can't do 1 a day

    That’s what I was confused about.

    Maybe we get one more today, two tomorrow, then the main one on Thursday

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    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."

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Salad

    bruh the only seats available are companions of ppl in wheelchairs im gonna need to find a crippled b****

    Find god

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    NeonNigga23

    wait how can he reveal 3 more covers before thursday? he can't do 1 a day

    1 tomorrow, 1 wednesday, 1 thursday

  • Jul 25, 2023
    deleteduser2863

    You don’t have real taste!

    If any of those 3 were the art I would slime myself

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    Salad

    1 tomorrow, 1 wednesday, 1 thursday

    nigga tomorrow is wednesday

  • Jul 25, 2023
    mov

    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."

    You a b**** but this is funny as hell

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Salad

    1 tomorrow, 1 wednesday, 1 thursday

    Tomorrow is Wednesday lmao

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Salad

    1 tomorrow, 1 wednesday, 1 thursday

    1 tomorrow, 1 wednesday

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    NeonNigga23

    nigga tomorrow is wednesday

    today is monday

  • NeonNigga23

    nigga tomorrow is wednesday

    It’s Monday wym

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Salad

    today is monday

    He on that Utopia time

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    Goddamn that list of directors

  • Jul 25, 2023
    provider

    carly's album has been out there for a minute

    :samok: twist my arm guess I have something to listen to early lol

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    Salad

    today is monday

    REAL RAGERS HAVE F***ING BRAIN DAMAGE

  • Jul 25, 2023
    NeonNigga23

    nigga tomorrow is wednesday

    According to who

  • Jul 25, 2023
    Theory Talk Trader

    REAL RAGERS HAVE F***ING BRAIN DAMAGE

    NOT IN UTOPIA

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    I feel bad for Post Malone

  • Jul 25, 2023
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    They “Hey!” sound effect and the Good Fridays font