He could’ve easily just put up an image and SH3 and called it a day but he dropped a trailer instead….. this is going to be a very special night

Let it go

The cinematic trailers are always so good, more artists should do it

No it’s not because the way he was talking this has to be like the best raps he ever did

And he’s not capable of doing that anymore

we got any info/leaks bout this?

I’m excited, hopefully he’s saying that some of the stuff he’s releasing is stuff he’s been working on or some super new s***

You’re not thinking straight. You’ll see tonight

Jungle short film for IYRTITL really set the tone

? He literally says he made it all from scratch post-album release

Just would be weird considering he’s never done a trailer for any SH packs, just my opinion

So happy we getting a midnight drop the 6 AM FATD drop was cool but nothing beats a 12 AM listen

delay incomin

Facts dropping it a 6am was insaneee especially since no one was expecting that

shawny binladen x drake when

I’m not going to lie but the things you mentioned views impacted in the music scene aren’t revered tbh like people do not value 30+ songs especially by Chris Brown. No Guidance isn’t even a product of Views lol it’s kind of a traditional R&B record.

Everything we’re saying are opinions though and Drake as a hitmaker definitely deserves his respect.

What am i coping

Prolly how Jesus felt 🤷🏾‍♂️

What am i coping

Drake was speaking exactly how Yachty be speaking on his show lol

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."

coping the cop

what aren't you understanding Mr Coper