Not at all

Oh s***. I win

74 min tho

Would have settled for 14-18 songs but secretly wanted as many songs as possible.

i want drake to give me as much as possible always

MY LOVE

YEA

MY LOVE DON’T COME EASY BAE

I guess we're getting the full load at midnight.

Pause !

(Me too 😈)

I’ve never heard of her before this, thanks for pointing it out. Should be a pretty nice interlude.

I want the full load

No table for one?

Drake’s $$$4U Is a Career-Defining Masterpiece That Cements His GOAT Status

Let me start by screaming into the void: DRIZZY HAS DONE IT AGAIN! $$$4U isn’t just an album—it’s a sonic love letter to every Drake stan who’s ever cried to Marvin’s Room or vibed to Hotline Bling. Teaming up with PARTYNEXTDOOR, Aubrey delivers 74 minutes of pure, unfiltered magic that blends silky R&B, Toronto nostalgia, and his signature emotional vulnerability.

From the jump, CN Tower sets the tone with its icy synths and hometown pride, as Drake croons about loyalty and legacy over a beat that feels like snowfall over the 6ix. But the real showstopper? Crying In Chanel—a heart-wrenching anthem where Drizzy and PND trade verses about love lost in a haze of luxury, proving nobody does regret like these two.

And let’s not forget $pider-Man $uperman, where Drake flexes his playful side with bars about hero complexes and pop culture wit, all while sliding over a beat that’s smoother than his OVO sweater game. This isn’t just an album; it’s a vibe renaissance.

If you thought Take Care was Drake’s R&B peak, $$$4U laughs in your face. Tracks like Celibacy and When He’s Gone are career-highlight material, with Drake dissecting modern romance like a poet trapped in a billionaire’s body.

The way he whispers, “I’m celibate ’til you text me back,” on Celibacy? CHEF’S KISS.

And Brian Steele—named after Young Thug’s lawyer—is a haunting, piano-driven confessional where Drake reflects on loyalty and betrayal, dropping lines so raw you’ll forget he’s a global superstar.

Even the collabs with PND feel timeless; Raining In Houston is a moody, atmospheric gem that’ll have you staring at rain-soaked windows while questioning every life choice.

Valentine’s Day? More like Drake Day, because $$$4U isn’t just music—it’s a spiritual experience. The 6ix God didn’t just drop an album; he gifted us a generational blueprint for love, pain, and flexing in fur coats.

Bow down, haters—the king stays king.

0/10 worst album ever

Over Here, Preach, Wednesday Night Interlude and Since Way Back epitomize Toronto sound

Aye

Thats how you feel?

Moth Balls is kinda a crazy song name

P3 is so good man

i ignore kronicGPT in multiple threads i frequent. thats crazy tbh.