Roscoe Dash wrote My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
Actually it was about a team of 30 that wrote that one but mainly CyHi
I love Keem, but y’all are delusional if you think he could write FEAR

Pretty crazy how so far the big three has brought us some mid artists as their mentees.
Kendrick unfortunately gave us Baby Keem
Drake unfortunately giving us 4batz
Just nasty all around. Not looking forward to whoever Cole tries to introduce us to.
Drake also gave us Majid Jordan and Partynextdoor ...
I love Keem, but y’all are delusional if you think he could write FEAR
Quentin Miller didn’t write 6PM in NY either. But it’s pretty obvious they did some hooks
How long until the clique release the music video for Young Metro? We got any info?
If they really are about it they should add a Weeknd verse to it. Let's see
I love Keem, but y’all are delusional if you think he could write FEAR
He already did
“This site used to have real men on it”

😭
Y’all pop fans who only started listening to rap because of Kanye just don’t get it. Having writers disqualifies you from being the best rapper. You can be the most successful or whatever else you want to be, but you can never be the best because you needed help. These niggas are literally two different types of artists.
If Kendrick exposes that this nigga still uses writers, that nigga getting cooked. Posted last night how he knew about Drake having a ghostwriter before the Meek tweets but spared him.
Kendrick said it best though:
"Yall just don't get it"

How is
Is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
A sub? LMFAO
Saying someone is in 3rd place isn’t even really a diss to me . You never going to say he is in first or second when on a song with your bestie
Did he actually or u trolling
You ever seen your mama strung out while you studied division?
Your uncle ever stole from you, day after Christmas?
Seen both of those in them county jail visits
The first and the fifteenth, the only religion
Noodles in the microwave, shark tank tidal wave
Grandma shootin' niggas, blood on the highway
Crossеs on the dashboard, you just want a platform
I wanna take evеrything that I ask for
Catch me a body, I'll put that on anybody but my mama
She showin' a pattern for certain
I think it's white panties and minimal condoms
My uncle would tell me the s*** in the movies could only be magic
This year, I did forty-three shows and took it all home to buy him a casket
Jack of all trades, got money out the way
Put my heart in the faith, I'm good, love
Cousin in the courts, heard he jumped off the porch
Turn a brick to a Porsche, I'm good, love
Catch us, you know I'm gon' rack up
I need the advance and the equity to match up
The engineer dead if the drive don't back up
These words come of God, you could never outrap us
Nowadays, gotta walk cautious, ayy
Nowadays, I'm a new prophet, ayy
Game dead, no autopsy, ayy
City girl with they new hobby, ayy
Catch a body, put the Prada in the ta-da
Nigga 'bout to get some p****, give me five (Give me five)
Gun dirty, got the thirty in the purse, purse
Tight b****, put a perky in her salad
I gotta pray for the basic
I never seen my niggas bust down faces
Them niggas not tasteless
I only had one chance, I ain't even waste it
Been down on my luck
Been down on my luck when I fa-a-all
I gotta get up
I gotta get back up and ba-a-a-all
R.I.P., under my people
I'm proud of my people, I'm proud of my dawgs
My ex got a beamer, she want me to see it
I still ain't gon' see it, like, okay
I love when they ratchet, I don't do her Patek
I still do the watches the old way
She think I'm conceited, I'm thinkin' 'bout cheatin'
I don't do the flowers or roleplay
Now, how can I fold lookin' at twenty million
This money don't come with a probate
Mama, I said it'd be okay
who you think wrote this
You ever seen your mama strung out while you studied division?
Your uncle ever stole from you, day after Christmas?
Seen both of those in them county jail visits
The first and the fifteenth, the only religion
Noodles in the microwave, shark tank tidal wave
Grandma shootin' niggas, blood on the highway
Crossеs on the dashboard, you just want a platform
I wanna take evеrything that I ask for
Catch me a body, I'll put that on anybody but my mama
She showin' a pattern for certain
I think it's white panties and minimal condoms
My uncle would tell me the s*** in the movies could only be magic
This year, I did forty-three shows and took it all home to buy him a casket
Jack of all trades, got money out the way
Put my heart in the faith, I'm good, love
Cousin in the courts, heard he jumped off the porch
Turn a brick to a Porsche, I'm good, love
Catch us, you know I'm gon' rack up
I need the advance and the equity to match up
The engineer dead if the drive don't back up
These words come of God, you could never outrap us
Nowadays, gotta walk cautious, ayy
Nowadays, I'm a new prophet, ayy
Game dead, no autopsy, ayy
City girl with they new hobby, ayy
Catch a body, put the Prada in the ta-da
Nigga 'bout to get some p****, give me five (Give me five)
Gun dirty, got the thirty in the purse, purse
Tight b****, put a perky in her salad
I gotta pray for the basic
I never seen my niggas bust down faces
Them niggas not tasteless
I only had one chance, I ain't even waste it
Been down on my luck
Been down on my luck when I fa-a-all
I gotta get up
I gotta get back up and ba-a-a-all
R.I.P., under my people
I'm proud of my people, I'm proud of my dawgs
My ex got a beamer, she want me to see it
I still ain't gon' see it, like, okay
I love when they ratchet, I don't do her Patek
I still do the watches the old way
She think I'm conceited, I'm thinkin' 'bout cheatin'
I don't do the flowers or roleplay
Now, how can I fold lookin' at twenty million
This money don't come with a probate
Mama, I said it'd be okay
who you think wrote this
Serena Williams husband
Like I said I love Keem.
But FEAR is something special, no way that didn’t come straight from Kenny
It’s a lot like Sing About Me tbh