Drake’in **"ICEMAN" (2026)** albümü, 2024’teki büyük Kendrick Lamar savaşından sonra rapçinin büründüğü karanlık, paranoid, intikamcı ve tamamen izole ruh halini yansıtıyor. Şarkı sözlerindeki lakabı olan **"Iceman" (Buz Adam)**, hem duygularını dondurduğunu hem de düşmanlarını dondurup yok etmeye hazır olduğunu simgeliyor.

### 1. "Make Them Cry"

 * **Ana Tema:** Yaşlanma, aile sorumlulukları ve içsel yalnızlık.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake albümün bu açılış şarkısında tamamen çıplak ve dürüst. Toronto’nun gri havasında, yaşlanan anne ve babasına bakarken hissettiği hüznü anlatıyor. Bulgari Turkey tatilinden, estetik diş yaptırmaya gelen insanlardan ("big teeth") ve Kendrick ("Dot") ile 2024'te yaşadığı kavganın ruhunda bıraktığı derin izlerden bahsediyor. Terapistinin gözlüklerindeki yansımasında kendini arayan, kırılgan bir adam var.

### 2. "Dust"

 * **Ana Tema:** Başarıları küçümseyenlere meydan okuma ve zenginlik.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake, piyasaya *"Gidin ve ödüllerinizin, plaklarınızın üzerindeki tozları üfleyin"* diyerek rakiplerine meydan okuyor. Karşı tarafın eski başarılarının artık günümüzde bir hükmü olmadığını savunuyor. Melbourne’den, FTX kripto vurgunlarından ve Graycliff’te puro tüttürmekten bahsederek ne kadar ulaşılamaz bir servete sahip olduğunu hatırlatıyor.

### 3. "Whisper My Name"

 * **Ana Tema:** Korku ve Drake’in isminin sektördeki ağırlığı.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** *"Adımı fısıldayarak söyle, çok yüksek sesle konuşma"* diyerek düşmanlarının ondan ne kadar korktuğunu anlatıyor. Karşısına çıktıklarında herkesin bir buz küpü gibi donacağını ("freeze") söylüyor. Arkasından konuşan ama yüz yüze gelince sarılmaya çalışan iki yüzlü rapçileri hedef alıyor. OVO ekibinin gücünü ve lüks hayatını sergiliyor.

### 4. "Janice STFU"

 * **Ana Tema:** Sahte mahalle abileri, endüstri köleliği ve lüks yaşam.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Sektördeki bazı "eski toprak" (OG) isimlerin sahtekarlığını ifşa ediyor. Kameralar önünde mahallede fakirlere hindi dağıtıp, çekim bitince tepelerdeki lüks villalarına kaçan rapçileri (muhtemelen Kanye West veya Kendrick'e gönderme) eleştiriyor. Albüm sözleşmelerinden kurtulmaya çalışanlara karşı kendi bağımsız gücünü Maybach arkasında green tea (yeşil çay) içerek kutluyor.

### 5. "Ran To Atlanta"

 * **Ana Tema:** Atlanta hip-hop sahnesiyle bağlar ve uyuşturucu sarmalı.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** İki bölümlü bir şarkı. İlk bölümde Future ("Pluto") ve 21 Savage gibi Atlanta’nın krallarıyla olan dostluğuna ve oradaki suç dünyasıyla (Taliban benzetmesi) olan bağlarına değiniyor. İkinci bölümde ise Turks ve Caicos adalarında günleri karıştıracak kadar çok hap ve uyuşturucu kullandığını, kadınlarla kurduğu toksik ilişkileri ve "Molly Santana" isimli yeni bir uyuşturucu/kadın figürünü anlatıyor.

### 6. "Shabang"

 * **Ana Tema:** Düşmanların yok oluşu ve sokak tehditleri.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Maneesh ve Noah "40" Shebib’in karanlık altyapısında tam bir "gangster" ağzıyla konuşuyor. *"Bütün düşmanlarım (opps) öldü"* diyerek piyasayı temizlediğini iddia ediyor. Rakiplerinin yeni albümlerini dinleyip "çöp, geç, geç" (mid, skip) diyerek dalga geçiyor. OVO ekibinin sokaktaki adamlarının (Killy, bando ekibi) her an pencerelerden sarkmaya hazır olduğunu söylüyor.

### 7. "Make Them Pay"

 * **Ana Tema:** Sektörün ihaneti ve kölelik sözleşmelerine isyan.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake’in endüstrideki yalnızlığını en iyi anlatan şarkılardan biri. Jay-Z ("Hov") ve Rick Ross ("Ross") gibi isimlere göndermeler var. Kendisini "Kötü Adam" (Villain) olarak kabul ediyor. Virginia’lı rapçilerin (Pusha T ve Pharrell Williams) açık artırmaya çıkan eski zincirlerini satın aldığını söyleyerek güç gösterisi yapıyor. *"Ben sadece özgür olmak istiyorum"* nakaratıyla müzik şirketlerinin üzerindeki baskısına isyan ediyor.

### 8. "Burning Bridges"

 * **Ana Tema:** Köprüleri yakmak, Los Angeles vs. Toronto ikilemi.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake, bir kadına olan aşkı yüzünden Los Angeles'a taşınmak istese de Toronto'daki "kardeşlerini" siperlerde bırakıp gidemeyeceğini anlatıyor. Şarkının ikinci yarısında ise köprüleri yakmanın bazen en doğrusu olduğunu söylüyor ve eski dostlarına (Capo vb.) *"Sizin çocuklarınızın annesi bile yeni şarkınızı paylaşmadı"* diyerek sert bir bel altı vuruyor.

### 9. "National Treasures"

 * **Ana Tema:** Toronto’nun (6ix) tek sahibi olmak ve polis baskınları.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake, Toronto’nun "Ulusal Hazinesi" olduğunu ilan ediyor. İkinci kısımda ise çok konuşulan bir olaya değiniyor: Toronto Polisi’nin (TPS) onun evinin (The Embassy) önünde neden beklediğini sorguluyor. Alex Moss'a yaptırdığı elmas mücevherlerden bahsederken düşmanlarına *"6ix'ten kaçın, burada barınamazsınız"* mesajı veriyor.

### 10. "B's On The Table"

 * **Ana Tema:** Milyarlar (Billions) ve yaklaşan büyük hesaplaşma.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Artık milyon dolarları (M's) değil, milyar dolarları (B's) konuştuğunu söylüyor. Spotify Wrapped listelerinin açıklanacağı gün (16 Aralık) eski dostlarının ona yalvaran mesajlar atacağını iddia ediyor. Elinde herkesin sırlarının, fotoğraflarının ve tarihlerinin olduğu bir "arşiv" olduğunu ve doğru zamanı beklediğini söyleyerek tüm müzik piyasasını tehdit ediyor.

### 11. "What Did I Miss?"

 * **Ana Tema:** Arkadan bıçaklanma ve şaşkınlık.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake 600 dönümlük arazisinde gezerken eski dostlarının ihanetini düşünüyor: *"Ben neyi kaçırdım? Benim evimde kalıp, benim kadınlarıma bakıp, turnelerimde şarkı sözlerimi ezbere okurken ne zaman bana düşman oldunuz?"* diye soruyor. Kendrick'in "Pop Out" konserine giden eski dostlarına sitem ediyor.

### 12. "Plot Twist"

 * **Ana Tema:** Hapisteki dostlar ve sokak jargonu.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** "October's Own" (OVO) etiketinin gücünü vurguluyor. Hapisteki arkadaşları (T ve Greezy) için adalet istiyor. Şarkının nakaratında rapçilerin sokakta parmaklarıyla yaptığı çete işaretlerine ("twisting fingers") gönderme yaparak, *"Siz o işaretleri yapıyorsunuz ama ne anlama geldiğini bile bilmiyorsunuz, gerçek sokak biziz"* diyor.

### 13. "2 Hard 4 The Radio"

 * **Ana Tema:** Batı Yakası (West Coast) hip-hop'ına ve DJ Mustard'a saldırı.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Radyolar için fazla sert ve sansürsüz bir şarkı. Drake direkt olarak Kendrick'in yapımcısı DJ Mustard'a ve Tyga'ya ("Rack City") sarıyor. *"Mustard bizim hitlerimizi yakalamak için acele etmeli, en son hitini ben ve YG beraber rap yaparken almıştı"* diyerek şarkıcının başarısını küçümsüyor.

### 14. "Make Them Remember"

 * **Ana Tema:** Albümün can damarı; Kendrick Lamar'a ve tüm sektöre nihai cevap.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Albümün en uzun ve en sert şarkısı. Sektörün 2024 yazında "pedofili" suçlamaları içeren şarkıları ("Not Like Us") 1 numara yapmasını riyakarlık olarak görüyor. Billboard listelerinin hileli olduğunu söylüyor. J. Cole'a ("evli rapçi") geri çekildiği için laf atıyor. Düşmanlarının sadece büyük şehirlerde tanındığını, taşrada (B, C, D marketlerinde) esamesinin okunmadığını söylüyor. *"Beni köpürtmek istediniz ama limonata sadece daha ekşi oldu"* diyerek yıkılmadığını kanıtlıyor.

### 15. "Little Birdie"

 * **Ana Tema:** Dedikodular ve Virgil Abloh özlemi.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** *"Küçük bir kuş bana arkamdan iş çevirdiğini söyledi"* diyerek bir kadının ya da eski bir dostun ihanetini anlatıyor. Ölen yakın dostu, ünlü tasarımcı Virgil Abloh'u anıyor ve *"Virgil yaşasaydı bu sektörün bana yaptığı kahpeliği görse içi acırdı"* diyor.

### 16. "Don't Worry"

 * **Ana Tema:** Gece hayatı, sahte endişeler ve düşmanların batışını izleme arzusu.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Drake insanların onun için "üzülüyor" gibi davranmasından bıkmış. Batı Yakası'nda partilediğini, lüks arabalarını anlatıyor. Şarkının en karanlık yerinde ise içindeki nefreti kusuyor: *"Sadece o çocuğun (düşmanının) kaldırımda yalvardığını, faturalarını ödeyemediğini ve gece-gündüz vardiyasında hayatta kalmaya çalıştığını görmek istiyorum. Bunu sırf eğlence için izlemek istiyorum."*

### 17. "Firm Friends"

 * **Ana Tema:** Conductor Williams ile kimya, sadakat ve veda sinyalleri.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Yapımcı Conductor Williams ile harika bir uyum yakaladıklarını, MIT laboratuvarından daha fazla kimyaya sahip olduklarını söylüyor. Neeks ve Noel gibi 20 yıldır yanında olan "gerçek" dostlarını övüyor. Sektörden tamamen koptuğunu ve artık "The Boy" (Çocuk) lakabını bırakıp "The Man" (Adam) olacağını, belki de müziği bağımsız bir devrimle bırakacağını fısıldıyor.

### 18. "Make Them Know"

 * **Ana Tema:** Kapanış; Masumiyetin ölümü.

 * **Ne Anlatıyor?:** Albümün finalinde Drake, 2024'ün o karanlık Temmuz ayını asla unutmayacağını söylüyor. Piyasanın onu "yumuşak" veya "utangaç" görmesinden memnun çünkü bu sayede arkalarından iş çevirebiliyor. Şarkının sonunda 2009'daki o masum, duygusal, aşık Drake'i arayan hayranlarına net bir cevap veriyor: **"2009'daki masum Drake'e ne mi oldu? Onu bir daha görebileceğimizi hiç sanmıyorum."** Ekrandaki dünya donarken albüm bitiyor.

Drake Albüm Şarkı Sözleri: "ICEMAN" (2026)

"Make Them Cry"

Yeah

Ice

Yeah

I'm an only child, no one could've made another

I have to father my mother and treat my son's grandfather like my older brother

The skies are grey in Toronto, they not a golden color

I'm feeling like BTS 'cause it took the whole career for me to be so discovered

I know for sure that my parents, they look at me and see an overcomer

I'm looking back at them and these days, I see an older couple

I see my only uncle lookin' like that shit that I ain't ownin' up to

And if he said the way he really felt, I'd probably see his side because I'm old enough to

I'm looking at all my niggas, they say, "Bro, we love you"

But all my words really the shit that they be goin' up to

Feel like 40 won't even listen to my words when he knows I'm in a load of trouble

I'm in the cut just loadin' rebuttals

And I got a bunch of hits on my hand, see the swollen knuckles?

I try to tell him it's working out for me now, he say, "Then show your muscles

Prove to me that you're still as strong when it's only us two

They know you thorough with bread, but there's some shit you gotta pony up to"

Basically, he's sayin' I got growin' up to do, I gotta dig deep

I really hate those two words, they never bring peace

I'm at the Bulgari in Turkey with my bitch and we ain't come here for no big teeth, nah

I came here to turn a new leaf and maybe finally get some sleep

But all I can think about is the mountain to climb

And the conversations surrounding my music like they're Twin Peaks

With Dot back in 2024 was a big piece

So it's like, this shit is me, but it isn't me

Y'all keep on asking me what it did to me

That's what it did to me

When I dig deep, they say dig deeper

Tell us how it felt to meet the Grim Reaper

This album better have some big features

Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm all alone for my mental

And I've been tryna end so many people, I almost forgot the intro

Been so sure of my words that I haven't used a pencil

Been so paranoid that nothing in this world seems coincidental

Yeah

Our brother sold his chain the other day and said that someone snatched it

I'm still processing that shit, it got me so distracted

I think he's so desperate and our life is goin' fantastic

He don't have the heart to come and tell us he pawned it for cash

Even his baby mama been sayin' he been movin' backwards

To me, he sold the only thing that has ever mattered

I could never forgive such a nefarious action

I'm still healin' my own traumas, I've barely adapted

This new toxic shit I'm dropping is gon' spin 'til I'm radioactive, yeah

I really make the roughest days in life look very relaxing

I don't do psychedelics because I'm too scared of unpacking

Sometimes I only see myself in my therapist's glasses

But I'm not taking it serious 'cause she's very attractive

I know it's a heavy-ass decision to bury the hatchet

It'll take more than six pallbearers to carry that casket

I put the "man" in "manipulation"

When I pay your rent and that is an obligation to our attachment

Then I sprinkle in a little Mercedes and fashion

If that's not enough for you, well, baby, go back then

You fuckin' dude at the spot that I got for you, Jesus

You gave him reason to speak on my name, that's some weak shit

They textin' proof to my phone and my heart is in pieces

You keepin' your options open, for real, that's some me shit

Sis, you gotta be kiddin' like nephews and nieces

I keep on rescuin' leeches, I can't believe it

I really can't believe it

I can't believe it, yeah

Too many wire transfers bound to have a good girl's morals tangled

The rent-free penthouse and the Van Cleef floral bangles

And plenty more examples that had you goin' Dora the Explorer outside

While I turned a blind eye 'cause it's more than painful, yeah

I think I also put the "man" in "manifestation"

Either I'm too numb to this shit or the city is changin'

I bump into people and they act like we literally strangers

Random intrusive thought, but what happened to Taz's Angels?

So many people that's not around from that generation

Niggas wanna talk about a battle, I'm battlin' patience

Nigga, I battle frustration

I'm 'bout to turn forty, dog, I'm battlin' aging

I'm battlin' the fact that the album ain't even drop

And already they asses complainin'

Fuck it, I'll battle the label

Fuck it, I'll battle the majors

I'll battle the stations 'til my ass is back in rotation

Shout out to the real fans that knew what I had in the basement

Shout out to the fake fans, I thought we had an arrangement

How many times have you tried to tell me I had a replacement?

How many times are you 'bout to ask if I had a vacation?

How many artists I've had to witness do bad imitations?

Niggas want me all bent out of shape, rattled, and shaken

My dad got cancer right now, we battlin' stages

Trust me when I say there's plenty things that I'd rather be facin'

For real

And this time, ask me to dig deeper, I'll gladly explain it

Yeah

Ice

☆☆☆☆☆

"Dust"

Madda

Some idiot boy dere

You should go ahead and pop some corn and grab a stool

The boy's about to break some news

All the numbers are final, no t-shirts, no vinyl

Y'all 'bout to make me richie like Lionel, for real

And that's the truth

Sixteen hours ahead in Melbourne, I don't even know what's goin' on back home, straight

Ayy

Girls from Atlanta call me Santa

Girls from Australia, what can I tell ya?

You know I love you so much

I just gotta handle somethin' bigger than us

Triple S was really to show you my love

And make sure you're good 'til the next time we meet up

But now I gotta send it up

Yeah

They was like, "Go blow the dust off your plaques

Go blow the dust off your plaques"

What was the year that they say you had slaps?

'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that

I don't remember one word in your raps

I don't know nothin' 'bout you on them tracks, let's go

Yeah

I am, I am, I am

An FTX penthouse high-riser, yeah

Samuel Bankman, free all my guys up, yeah

I'm in a sold-out show with your girl on a riser

I'm with the mob at Graycliff, twenty cigars and they fuckin' my eyes up

I am not better or wiser, Future the Prince is my trusted advisor

If it's up to me, I get everyone hit, I get everyone lined up

If it's up to me, I been clockin' you pussy, man, everyone time's up

If it's up to me, if it's up to me, ayy

If it's up to me, then you all on a list, man, everyone signed up

If it's up to me, it's already made, I ain't makin' my mind up

If it wasn't for me reachin' my hand, you never'd climbed up

Go blow the dust off your plaques, what?

Go blow the dust off your plaques, what?

Go blow the dust off your plaques

What was the year that they say you had slaps?

'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that

I don't remember nothin' 'bout them raps

I don't remember nothin' bein' facts, let's go

Ayy

I am, I am, I am

A BTC crypto big-timer

I'm a corporate-America hit survivor

Got a real big heart, I'm a fucked-up guy, though

Those ain't my haters, those are my secret admirers

New Year's Eve, police escort 'cause I can't miss the fireworks

I heard your brother got flipped, did it sloppy, so that wasn't our work

Definitely gon' know if it's us if we got him, just wait 'til it's our turn, ayy

Go blow the dust off your plaques

Go blow the dust off your plaques

What was the year that they say you had slaps?

'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that

I don't remember one word in your raps

I don't know nothin' 'bout you on them tracks

Let's go

Yeah

I am, I am, I am

☆☆☆☆☆

"Whisper My Name"

Yeah

Hey, hey

Yeah

Ash to ashes, dust to dust

The dustiest niggas been fuckin' with us

Am I a GOAT? Well, probably not

I probably was, but you probably forgot

My white label had to go white label shit when he stepped out his body and finally got hot

Hand me the tools like I'm pickin' a lock

Me and white bitches been kissin' a lot

My honor comes from the shit that I do for the ones that I love, it's between 'em and I

Your honor comes to the court and he offers a plea deal so that you could cut off some time

Nowadays, y'all don't wan' put in no work

Y'all just wan' jump to the front of the line and hurry and run out the nine

Baby boy, please

I heard what you said to lil' bro about me

Yeah, and when you run into the Iceman, what you gon' do except freeze?

You not 'bout to squeeze, you not in the streets

I'm cuttin' niggas off at the knees, they ain't on standin' on business with me

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, give me a motherfuckin' seat

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, I bet I know who I see

You know how I fly 'cause I land at the beach, when you land, you can see me

You whisper my name 'cause the way that it carry, you can't even speak

Yeah, you can't even speak

Whisper my name and don't say it too loud

'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop out

We turnt up Coachella, had boys backin' down

And we might do the same if we touch Rolling Loud

If you my nigga, then say that, my nigga

Like, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now"

Come up to me and get one of them out

'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out

Okay, okay

You gotta whisper my name

Yeah, hey

You gotta whisper my name

Yeah, hey

Yeah (Whisper my name)

Yeah

Ayy, ayy

I'm doing my big one, you doing a little one

What kinda man are you? A middle one

Yeah, my brother said he want a blue Bim', I'ma get him one

My new ting don't know how I live, she shoppin' at Erewhon

My brother got no fuck to give, he poppin' at everyone

This ain't fixable smoke when you see us, I'll sit in with Farrakhan, nigga

This shit like the bag that you bring on the plane, it's gon' carry on

These boys dress up and think that they somebody, shit is like Comic-Con

My YGs are fastin' and prayin', you lucky it's Ramadan

Otherwise, they would be posted outside like the Pentagon

You niggas be hittin' the 'net for some love, you a tennis ball

I take 500K down to dinner, I never could learn shit from none of y'all

Whisper my name and don't say it too loud

'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop out

We turned up Coachella, had boys backin' down

And we might do the same if we touch Rolling Loud

If you my nigga, then say that, my nigga

Like, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now"

Come up to me and get one of them out

'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out

Okay, okay (Whisper my name like the ghost of me)

(Counted me out)

Okay, you gotta whisper my name

Yeah, hey (Counted me out)

Okay, you gotta whisper my name (Counted me out)

(Counted me out)

☆☆☆☆☆

"Janice STFU"

Emiliana, it's been so long since you texted me

I finally took a break and now I feel like I'm on ecstasy

You say what my work means to me will one day be the death of me

They tried to kill me once, but, darling, you just resurrected me

Reach me, baby

Call my phone and say you need me, baby

I'm so green, you gotta teach me, baby

From Vancouver, you a BC baby

Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby

And my shit came with the heat seats, baby

Swear my label gotta free me, baby

Blow on me just like some green tea, baby

Ayy, ayy

Ayy, buried alive, someone come dig me up

If I call up your shawty right now, she pickin' up, yeah

You boys got big off my name, that's big enough

We know how you OGs rockin' already, my nigga, the jig is up

They say the truth will set you free, well, mine is gon' stream while you watch in HD

They say that karma could take an eternity, yours is droppin' the same night as me

Funny thing is that they ain't gon' compete, you gon' get yours while I'm doin' me

You gon' get yours while I'm doin' me

(Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up)

Reach me, baby

Call my phone and say you need me, baby

Thought they had me in a deep sleep, baby

I'm still scorchin' hot in these streets, baby

Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby

And my shit came with the heat seats, baby

See-through shirt, I get a sneak peek, baby

Blow on me just like some green tea, baby

Ayy, ayy

Tired of all of y'all tellin' me niggas is real, pussy, I know when it's real

You only come home to pose and pop off a look, but you forgot how it feel

Chi-town, poppin' a pill, go on a drill, lookin' for someone to kill

White kids listen to you 'cause they feel some guilt and that's how your soul gets fulfilled

Handin' out turkeys on camera inside of your hood, then you go back to the hills

How many houses you build? How many souls did you heal off the back of your deal?

Difference between niggas gettin' you out of your deal and lettin' you out of your deal, damn

Against your will, how many new names do you got on your will? Damn

How many more times is y'all gon' keep callin' it soft when it's silk? Damn

How many more interviews y'all gonna do just to get Ice to chill? Damn

They tryna cover it up like a quilt

'Rari go skrrt on a boy like a kilt

Kept it a hundred on paper like Wilt

Trickin' it off on her, payin' her bill

That's just how I do the sauce and the spill

These hoes know how I pop it for real

These hoes know how I pop it for real, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I made way too much in a week

Must be two hundred and fifty at least

Like the money just grew off a tree

Like the money just came in for free, for real, yeah

MRI machine scannin' my knee

Like how long you been runnin' the streets? For real, yeah

She just text me, like, "Oui, oui, oui, oui"

We in Paris like two hundred deep, for real

And I went bought a whip for my brother

Same body, but two different colors

And I might just tell Ky get another

Small price 'cause he kept it one hundred

And I might book a flight out to London

(Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up)

☆☆☆☆☆

"Ran To Atlanta"

[Part I]

You know what I'm sayin', yeah

Freebandz turn shit up again

Whatever it gon' take to get lil' bro out the can

Cuttin' ties with all my friends

Ho went down that road, I can't go again

Fuck boy, rrt, know what I'm sayin'? Ski

Stood on that business, girl, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah

Atlanta nigga, twin, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah

Ayy, say, twin

Know what I'm sayin'?

Outsiders back to what it was, you know what I'm sayin'?

Atlanta'll tell you 'bout my run, you know what I'm sayin'?

Ask Pluto, Bank, or 21, you know what I'm sayin'?

I done put up half, what's done is done, you know what I'm sayin'?

Two cars in the back, two in the front, you know what I'm sayin'?

They so down for me, gotta punt, you understand?

Understand, understand, understand, understand, under—

Me and Hendrix back by popular demand (Yeah)

Got a three-ticket Richie on my hand (Okay)

I went St. John the Baptist on the Lam' (Uh-huh)

I went Laurie Lynn Stark on my pants (Mm)

And I'm quick to turn a hater into a fan

Niggas standin' ten toes on quicksand

If they could've been, they would've been, but they can't

Embarrassment the only thing I'm gettin' secondhand (Hahaha)

It cost a lot for that Mercedes stretch sedan

She said, "Astaghfirullah," because I'm back with Taliban (Uh-huh)

Come right now, bring a friend for my friend (Uh-huh)

Come right now, bring a friend for my friend

Know what I'm sayin'?

Outsiders back to what it was, you know what I'm sayin'?

Atlanta'll tell you 'bout my run, you know what I'm sayin'?

Ask Pluto, Bank, or 21, you know what I'm sayin'?

I done put up half, what's done is done, you know what I'm sayin'?

Two cars in the back, two in the front, you know what I'm sayin'?

They so down for me, gotta punt, you understand?

Understand, understand, understand, understand, under—

[Part II]

I just fucked a milli' off on some fine shit (What else?)

I just fucked a milli' off on some fine shit (What else?)

I flew forty bitches out on some fried shit (What else?)

Ran five hundred milli' up on some burnt shit (Yeah)

Can't even tell you what day it is, I been in Turks so long, I love it here (Yeah)

Can't even tell you what day it is, I'm on so many pills, I don't how I made it here (Yeah)

Can't even tell which drug I'm on, soon as I say it, then niggas, they claimin' it (Yeah)

Can't even tell you what day it is, can't even tell you where bitches be stayin' at (Yeah)

Can't even tell you what day it is, she pull it right out her purse and she play in it

Nut on the sheet, then she lay in it, bought a condo up the street and she stay in it

Bring all the freaks to France and skrrt in the Sprinter, they wanna play Molly Santana (They do)

Used to cook Hannah Montan', the way we movin' boxes, you would think we went hand-to-hand

I just ran a milli' up on some slime shit (What else?)

I just fucked they feelings up on some pride shit (What else?)

I just fucked Chanelly up on some live shit (What else?)

Molly Santana gon' make 'em rewind it (What else?)

Diamonds on diamonds and hammers on hammers

I'm a big shark while these hoes is piranhas (Okay)

Talkin' 'bout billions, he talkin' on camera

Think he a threat? He ain't nothin' but a runner (That's facts)

Molly Santana new Hannah Montana

Molly Santana new Hannah Montana (Yeah)

Molly Santana new Hannah Montana

Molly Santana new Hannah Montana

Yeah

Iceman turnt

Iceman turnt, Iceman turnt

Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt, what else?

Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt

Iceman turnt

Iceman turnt like we knew that knew the tables would

Iceman back outside for the greater good

Fuck you, pussy, but shout out your neighborhood, uh

I get mentioned a lot by a bunch of people that I wish I never met, ayy

We sharin' women that I already fucked at the height of my success, ayy

All you pussy boys losin' it and you need to take meds, hey

When I tell you dip 'cause it's Ice time, bitch, it ain't the fake fans, hey

Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt, what else?

Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt

☆☆☆☆☆

"Shabang"

Yeah, Ice

Yeah

Maneesh on the beat, shabang (Woo)

All of my opps, they dead

Why do they gas me up?

Where does it go? My head (Mama)

How much I got? A lot

Don't leave again, I won't

Thinkin' of tryin' me, do like Bryson, pussy-ass nigga, then don't

Can I forgive? I can't

What do I need? Some head

Shorty keep askin' the date

She tryna finesse Polymarket for bread (Bando)

Where is the beef? It's cooked

Where is the boy? He's booked (Skrrt, skrrt)

Don't even recognize none of these names at the top of the charts, I looked (Huh?)

Am I upset? A bit

Last one you dropped was shit

I did press play on that ho

Mid, mid, mid, skip, skip

What should I take? A trip (Gone)

Who should I take? His bitch

Tennis lessons with a Nike skirt on and her ass poppin' out, you're sick (She bad)

Where is the GOAT? They need one

The mirror's right here, I see one

My nigga don't know how to pay me back, so he said next hat he catch is a free one (Grrah)

What kinda clip? Extendo

What kinda switch? Not Nintendo

Y'all hangin' out with friends, though

They hangin' out the window (Baow)

What's up with gang? We back

What's in my raps? It's facts

She said she miss me, all caps

Gotta aim better than that

What's up with life? It's lit

But I know it get better than that

I know it get better than that

I know it get better than that

Maneesh on the beat, shabang (Woo)

All of my opps, they dead

Why do they gas me up?

Where does it go? My head (Migo)

How much I got? A lot

Don't leave again, I won't

Thinkin' of tryin' me, do like Bryson, pussy-ass nigga, then—

Don't

40, what's up? Shabang (Uh)

All my opps, they dess

What am I now? Possessed

How do I feel, though? Refreshed (Woo)

Secrets I know got you stressed

Will I take those to my death? (What?)

Haven't decided just yet, ayy, yeah

40, what's up? Shabang (Uh)

All of my opps, they dess

Please don't put me to the test (What?)

They tryna get back on the 'net

I'm tryna get back in the flesh (Woo)

Yeah

☆☆☆☆☆

"Make Them Pay"

(Free

Free

Yeah

Free)

I just wanna be free

I just wanna be free

Free

Free

I just wanna be free

Yeah, look

Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas

I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas

I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina

I was in a Dream Hotel before I was in the loop like a carabiner, yeah

And shout out to all the sweet tings from Willamina

Who tell me at the white party, "Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda genius"

And like Dipset, they really mean it, yeah

I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements

Industry is really evil

And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles

LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people

Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People

These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters

I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern

But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper

Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars

I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah

And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it

I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater

And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either

Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader

And shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people

Yeah, fuck the chatter

Since 2009, as I climb the ladder

They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered

My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison

Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion

Me, I stood ten toes and accepted the mission

'Cause I'd much rather death than submission

How can you press the ignition

And let some memories of the past affect your decision?

I love you 'cause of the history

But if we bein' real, I could never forgive you

And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real

Fuck a Big Three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen

It was a mess to begin with, yeah

And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position

Damn, who is this guy for real?

I guess a magician

Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas

Well, maybe I'm best as the villain

'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions

I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia

I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas

I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas

I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed

And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between

Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed

And, Khaled, you know what I mean

The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen

And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine

But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn

I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme

I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese

I was in Hazelton at The One before I was in the loop like a set of keys

Shout out to Cherokee Dee and Skyy Black

'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez

Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese

And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas

I gave you everything you ever need

But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be

My sixth sense is kickin' in

'Cause all I hear is people that are dead to me

And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts

To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory

I'm better off independent

They should let him leave, yeah

'Cause I just wanna be free

Free, free, free

Free

I just wanna be free, free, free

Free, free

☆☆☆☆☆

"Burning Bridges"

Burning, burning

Burning bridges is okay

I'd rather take the long way

Ayy

I'd rather take the long way

Yeah

Yeah

I swear I could cry when I see your face

I'm way too in love just to let you walk away

I know it's your dream to start a family in LA

They love me too much here, I cannot relocate

I just can't move away

I can't leave my brothers in them trenches, gotta lead the way, yeah

I cannot relocate

Just even the thought to turn my back on them is not okay

I cannot relocate

We just gotta post up here, I promise things will be okay

'Cause I love you, bae

Damn, but they love me too much here, I cannot—

Yeah, damn

I put you niggas through the wringer, yeah

You gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga, yeah

I'm with Noel like I'm Kris Kringle, yeah

Your baby mama ain't even post your single, damn

Where she at? Yeah, where she at?

Your baby mama ain't even post your single, yeah

I'm off a Quay, it make my body tingle (Yeah)

Look in the mirror, see where talkin' get you, yeah

You should be swimmin' with the fuckin' fishes

But I still got love for your missus and her sister

So I told Capo we can't burn them bridges, yeah

You saw my brother, you was tryna fix it

Now you drop your album and you back dissin', yeah

We G-block babies, we are not musicians

My niggas didn't have a pot to piss in

Now they drop the top so much, they got a drop addiction

Capo got so many watches, he might clock a nigga

Capo got so many watches, he need supervision

Why you walkin' 'round the facts like you're superstitious?

Damn, damn, damn

I put you niggas through the wringer, yeah

You gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga, yeah

I'm with Noel like I'm Kris Kringle, yeah

Your baby mama ain't even post your single, damn

Where she at? Yeah, where she at?

Your baby mama ain't even post your single, yeah

I'm off a Quay, it make my body tingle

Tables turn, tables turn, bridges burn, bridges burn

Lord, forgive me (Lord, forgive me), it's my turn

Tables turn, tables turn, bridges burn, bridges burn

Lord, forgive me (Lord, forgive me)

Yeah, your baby mama ain't even post your single, damn

Where she at? Yeah, where she at?

Your baby mama ain't even post your single, yeah

I'm off a Quay, it make my body tingle

☆☆☆☆☆

"National Treasures"

[Part I]

Yeah

For the city, though

Yeah

They gotta light the tower up for this

Yeah

Okay

Out in the 6, I'm a national treasure

The niggas that back me gon' back me forever

R.I.P. Kobe, but y'all niggas brokie

That's probably why y'all be shackin' together

Capo and Lita got habits together

Like couples vacation, they packin' together

Like rushin' to finish, they'll slap it together

The charge is like COVID, they'll catch it together

They hate me so much, it's a sickenin' thing

They must've heard wrong on the call

I sent 'em a sack 'cause I wanted you shipped to the king

When you was a part of the team

We used to be plannin' our Mexico trip in the spring

We must've been dealin' the spur of the moment

'Cause why did we think you could get us a ring?

They braggin' 'bout how you went home, the fuck are they on?

Crodie, we threw 'em away

G Pop sent us a real one from Daygo

And next thing we knew, we was doin' parades

Fuck, all you pussy, man, who could relate?

Might just go take me a walk by the sea

They diss on the boy 'til they blue in the face

I put all the faces that's blue in the safe

Really can't find me the words

You niggas is birds, I wish that I knew what to say

Move to your block, I don't see your face

Your first time back since back in the day

First time lit since back in the day

We needed that chip since back in the day

And my mind on the money, I'm rackin' my brain

And none of you pussies is actin' the same

Yeah, none of you **** is actin' the same

None of you **** is actin' the same

Mind on my money, I'm rackin' my brain

Go to the hotel right after your game

I'm comin' to your show and get back on the plane

But don't stick around in the 6

Don't stick around in the 6

[Part II]

Ayy

Yeah (O—)

Boy gotta dip out the 6, run out the 6, just like you did (Okay)

Why was TPS at my crib until you boys slid? It is what it is (O—)

Check signin' is my kink, pushin' out ink, I feel like a squid (Okay)

I would probably need a YouTube search just for me to do a laundry load (O—)

Alex Moss tryna bring me back a hundred years from now, he got my body froze (Okay)

All these niggas want a head tap, I did more damage off a body blow (O—)

I can't hit you off the iPhone shit, let me hit you off the lobby phone (Okay)

Niggas gotta be around here, don't swivel 'cause we are not alone (O—)

Niggas gotta be around ice, on the same shit, like we monotone (Okay)

Niggas gotta be around ice with the sticks, I'm like a hockey coach (O—)

Niggas better have a bag with a pipe like they came from a— (Okay)

What? Bag with a pipe like they came from a Scottish home (O—)

Damn, way niggas talkin' 'bout ice, must be a sale on microphone (Okay)

How you niggas go from askin' for some tickets? Now you niggas tryna stop the show (O—)

Ironic 'cause the Iceman was a nice man, now I'm hot and cold (Okay)

Boy gotta dip out the 6, run out the 6, just like you did

Why was TPS at my crib until you boys slid? It is what it is (O—)

Check signin' is my kink, pushin' out ink, I feel like a squid (Okay)

O—

Okay

O—

Okay

O—

Okay

O—

☆☆☆☆☆

"B's On The Table"

Yeah, none of you pussies is actin' the same

Mind on my money, I'm rackin' my brain

You pussies could never get back with the gang

Go to the hotel right after your game

Or come to your show and get back on the plane

This contract talk is fryin' my brain

The numbers they talkin' are actually insane

It's B's on the table, B's on the table

B's on the table, B's on the table

I don't wanna talk 'bout M's, I don't wanna talk 'bout friends

I don't wanna talk about how this shit started, man, I wanna talk about how this shit ends

There's B's on the table, B's on the table (Yeah)

B's on the table (Okay then), B's on the table

Can't even talk to my dogs, can't even talk to my bitch

Sometimes, I sit in the parking garage and I talk to my watch or I talk to my whip

It's B's on the tables, B's on the tables (Okay then)

It's B's on the table (Okay then), B's on the table (Okay)

I've been on my "Just in case" shit

I got a whole lot of names and dates and pictures and faces

Saved for whenever the right time and place

Just trust me, I know there's—

B's on the table, B's on the table

B's on the table, B's on the table

Spent months in the corner, just me and my back

I'm used to this, I'm numb to that

I know I just gotta adapt, ayy

Let's wait on your Spotify Wrapped

The messages you 'bout to send on the sixteenth

Please don't hit send on none of that

There's no need to check where the temperature is

You know what it is if you double back

Should've put another blade in my back

Should've stood over and double-tapped

Ayy, what y'all need, a duffle bag?

What is that offer they said?

What did they put on the table?

What does that say on that paper?

Fuck that, they gotta double that, triple that

Fuck is the bitches at?

Yeah, the chef too Michelin

Come to the 6 and we dippin' you boys like a christenin'

Kevin Hart liquor, he shook, I'ma put you in sticky predicaments

Killy might come take a stick off a pussy like they was transitionin'

I'm fightin' the man, not suin' the rapper, you boys is not listenin', ah

Your boyfriend a fisherman, that's just the word in the industry

Don't mean to be in y'all business

I'm talkin' spicy, hot, sizzlin'

Don't stick around if you visitin'

(B's on the table, B's on the table) Yeah, what?

What is the offer they said?

What did they put on the table?

Better treat me like Shane Coppin'

Bank tellers better stay clocked in

Bank tellers better

What? B's on the table

☆☆☆☆☆

"What Did I Miss?"

I don't give a fuck if you love me, I don't give a fuck if you like me

Askin' me, "How did it feel?" Can't say it didn't surprise me

Last time I looked to my right, you niggas was standing beside me

How can some people I love hang around pussies who try me? Let's go

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

Let's go, let's go

I'm whippin' around on like six hundred acres, let's go, let's go, let's go

You niggas just better not ask for no favors, let's go, let's go, let's go

It's love for my brothers and death to a traitor, let's go

She might decide to say no to me now, but say yes to me later, let's go

Her ass is all natty like Florida Gator, let's go

You switched on the guys and supported a hater, let's go

What's the get-back for niggas? It's TBD

I look at this shit like a BTC

Could be down this week, then I'm up next week

I don't give a fuck if you love me, I don't give a fuck if you like me

Askin' me "How did it feel?" Can't say it didn't surprise me

Last time I looked to my right, you niggas was standing beside me

How can some people I love hang around pussies who try me? Let's go

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

What did I miss?

Let's go

Ayy, let's go, let's go

Ayy, ayy, let's go, let's go

Ayy, ayy, let's go

Ayy, let's go, ayy, let's go

Yeah, niggas get punched in the face on some TLC shit, on the dead guys

Some TLC shit 'cause, my nigga, you gon' need a chilly ice pack for your left eye

I'm back in your city tonight, walkin' around with my head high

I saw bro went to Pop Out with them, but been dick riding gang since "Headlines"

It feels like nobody's there until you start givin' out two-tones

And nobody cares until they in front of your tombstone

Y'all been on that type of timing for too long

Iceman, Tiffany blue stones

I done made plenty shit right out of two wrongs, shit, let's go

Let's go

Let's go, let's go

Ayy, yeah

Let's go, let's go

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Yeah, let's go, let's go

What did I miss?

When I was looking at y'all and cooking with y'all

And giving out verses and bookings to y'all?

Making sure wires were hit, man, what did I miss?

When you was all in my crib lookin' at hoes

Word for word at all of the shows

You always felt like this, man, what did I miss?

☆☆☆☆☆

"Plot Twist"

Ayy

October's Own is the label, seven-figure deal was a fable

Eight figure bought out the neighbors, now figures turnin' the tables

You pussy boy better be ready and able, I'm comin'

I can't talk on bro case 'cause it's sticky, free T and free Greezy, my killies

My youngins put locks on the city, so niggas be shook to come out when it's litty

T, that's the crodie, so free him, these niggas a joke and I wouldn't wanna be 'em

I'll be the producer like, "What's the BPM?", I cannot de-escalate things if we see 'em

My young boys don't do it for clout, if they do it, they cover they head and they mouth

Swear there's some shit I'm forgettin' about, 03 out the slime, when they lettin' him out? (You dig?)

I be with them guys from the 6ix that you niggas stay talkin' on Reddit about

Say a whole lot, but we saw you and we had you beggin' it out, 'member that shit?

Twist, twistin' it

Yeah, he's twistin' his fingers and lookin' at me

Twistin' some shit up that I've never seen

Twistin' it up, I don't know what that means, twist

I'm twistin' it back 'cause he twistin' at me

Twistin' that 6ix in his face, twistin' that R in his face like Styles and P

Twistin' that M and the O and the B

Twistin' the O and the C and the T and the O and the B and the E and the R and the G and the A and the N and the G

Twist, ayy

Yeah, twistin' it

Ayy, twistin' it

I'm twistin' it up 'cause he twistin' at me

I haven't seen bro in a while, but that nigga wild, I'm not in a rush to

People keep tellin' me smile, but bro is on trial, the shit to adjust to

I don't need security to ride 'round town, we can fly downtown just us two

Unless you know the G-way handshake when we go to shake hands, man can't trust you

Pullin' out the cash on camera, waterproof iPhone case, bro splash on camera

She wanna pop ass on camera, sweetie, you can film, just don't put— on camera

The judge tryna move so racist, we gotta go beat some cases before we show faces

And all I do is shut down stages, my face never ages, I must be in God's good graces

If my emotions are showin', it's only because I'm ahead of what they got goin'

I'm tryna stay laid back 'cause you know the hot heads with me and they wanna get the payback goin'

I don't recognize none of that shit that he's throwin', but maybe where he's from, they know it

All I know is the mandem are pissed (Pissed)

Fuck that shit, man, twist, twistin' it

Yeah, he's twistin' his fingers and lookin' at me

Twistin' some shit up that I've never seen

Twistin' it up, I don't know what that means, twist

I'm twistin' it back 'cause he twistin' at me

Twistin' that 6ix in his face, twistin' that R in his face like Styles and P

Twistin' that M and the O and the B

Twistin' the O and the C and the T and the O and the B and the E and the R and the G and the A and the N and the G

Twist, ayy

Yeah, twistin' it

Ayy, twistin' it

I'm twistin' it up 'cause he twistin' at me

Yeah

Is that Drake's necklace? (It's mine)

Oh, you're, you're part of his, uh, best friends group?

One of— yeah, this is our gang

Aw, what is it called?

☆☆☆☆☆

"2 Hard 4 The Radio"

Yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, woah, yeah, ayy

Alright, look

Listen up, it's about to be smoke

Ain't nothin' but some shit I wrote

About a rich-ass nigga that's deep in the game

They call me Drizzy Drake and I'm keepin' the name

I sport Nike shoes, I got a mic to use

To talk bad about you pussies, I don't like you fools

Got an Oakland show tonight, baby

My young boys from the Yoc goin' crazy

I'm on the bridge with a tank of unleaded

I pull up early to that bitch, that bitch was yankin' already, I said yank

In the city and I really got rank

You see the backpack to the front, you gettin' spanked

I really blow M's for the fun of it

New owl, blue diamonds on the front of it

Shout my lil' cousin, Mr. Havin' None of It

Tryna campaign, yeah, Drizzy back runnin' shit

Woah, woah, livin' large, yeah

And I put that on citas and the boulevard

When I lost big Nadia, I took it hard

Need to call up a Stark for some Chrome Hearts

If you my new girl, girl, you gotta look the part

Ayy, it's Mr. Make Her Pipe Down, there he go

Yeah, it's Mr. Popstar, that's the way it go

Now I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio

Too hard for the fuckin' radio

Yeah, too hard for the fuckin' radio

Too hard for the fuckin' radio

Hey, hey

What? Yeah, what?

I'ma show you what to do, lil' nigga, ayy

I'ma show you what to do, lil' boy, ayy

I'ma show you what—

Ayy, first off, I make real town smacks

Boy, you know the motto, gotta push it to the mack

Back when they was askin' 'bout where Davidson was at

Now everybody got a blue thirty on they back

Mustard heard about us, gotta catch up to the slaps

You ain't had one since me and YG rapped

Facts, nine hundred million for the tracks

"Rack City," bitch, we remember that

Damn, you should try and get back to that

This new shit, you could've kept it on the Laugh Fact'

And a nigga doin' laps

Strippers on my lap, I'm 'bout to make her back bend

Ayy, tell her come and give the boy a lap dance

Damn, y'all was really island hoppin' back then

Huh, now y'all names got redacted

Yeah, now a nigga gotta fact check, what?

Yeah, and I'm on the west like the Pac-10

Yeah, I'm fuckin' power couples up, yeah

Actin' like you love marryin' your wife, ayy

You boys need to worry 'bout a jury in your life, ayy

Woah, woah, livin' large, yeah

And I put that on citas and the boulevard

When I lost big Nadia, I took it hard

Need to call up a Stark for some Chrome Hearts

If you my new girl, girl, you gotta look the part

Ayy, it's Mr. Make Her Pipe Down, there he go

Yeah, it's Mr. Popstar, that's the way it go

Now I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio

Too hard for the fuckin' radio

Yeah, too hard for the fuckin' radio

Too hard for the fuckin' radio

☆☆☆☆☆

"Make Them Remember"

For real

My social battery is drained, for real, for real

Just came from hearin' a lot of niggas cop a lot of pleas, like

"Oh brother, you know we— you know we brothers, it's never been nothin'"

I'll tell you, sendin' me that owl emoji in my DM ain't gon' mend nothin'

Don't try comin' around when the score's back to ten-nothin', for real

I don't wanna hear none of that shit

Look up, turbulent flights, dodgin' cumulus clouds

Squares drawn on the line, but we at the root of it now

It feels like I gotta lie to even tie

So I don't even know if these are wins or not based on what's suitable now

You don't even hear me though

You put that jacket on anybody, you're funeral bound

But like the goal post, I'm out here just movin' around

They say conclusions were drawn, but I'm in super denial

What is a loss? I'll be damned if I'm losin' it now

I'm the golden goose, shakin' things up at Lucian's house

I'm in the battlefield really puttin' boots to the ground

A booster seat for yourselves and the lies that you tell

If Drake took out the AK, maybe he'd be in jail

Just based off the name that it spells

What they say they just smelled?

I heard they got special places in hell

For niggas jokin' about evil when they did it themselves, damn

What, y'all thought I was done?

Y'all forgot what I done?

Y'all forgot about Drake, y'all forgot where I'm from?

Y'all forgot if I gave you a hand, you under the thumb

Convenient amnesia from all you ballerinas

It doesn't alter what you said or how it made us see you

I shouldn't even be shocked to see you in that arena

Because you always made your career off of switchin' teams up

I never got a copy of the newest rules

Apparently the title of the book is called, "Fooling Fools"

Y'all was ridin' all summer, pedo bars goin' number one

And yet y'all tryna tell me who's groomin' who

Comb through this hair, before you cut me for a new recruit

Before you say, "Toodaloo", off of shit that keep poppin' up on your Google News

Ain't been in the K since I flew the coupe

I was on Coulson Ave. with my mama, numbers started goin' through the roof

Bentley with the B inside the wings like, "Whoopty Woos"

Spinnin' downtown like hula hoops

Is it the fair skin or the Jewish roots?

Why people wanna not see me on top of the mountain like I do the Dew

Damn, and fuck a Billboard number one, man, whoopty-doo

They riggin' the game, because you fightin' the biggest artist

They tryna have me stuck in this position like rigor mortis

Turn my back on you just to give you the biggest target

They only know your name in the bigger markets

Never in the little markets, B markets, C markets, all of those is D markets

You be at the flea market, that's code in the 6ix

It means chances are you takin' a plea bargain

You belong in the pack with some rats like Dean Martin

Me, Wayne, and Mack, the Three Amigos, I'm Steve Martin

I swear I'm goin' looney over tunes like that green martian, so please stop

Memories of where we used to live, but truth be told I can't even see the block

It's blocked by the tree tops

Please stop askin' about what's goin' on with 23 and me

I'm a real nigga and he's not, it's in my DNA

I could've fell back like the married rapper, but we engaged

I told y'all I'm settled in my evil ways

These niggas thinkin' that the spot is up for grabs, they'll never see the day

To be the number one, you gotta lead the way

And to hold somethin' over my head forever, you're still a couple feet away

Your insecurities keep spannin' season to season like you Issa Rae

Plot twist, the owl never sees the cage

The owl only wakes up to seize the day

Talkin' about hidin' the Bible, maybe y'all should read a page

Iced-out crosses on they necks, thinkin' Jesus saves

Well, even if he does, nigga, either way

The blasphemy you talk let me know that your amazin' grace gon' be delayed

You niggas should be ashamed

The fact you had to bring those talks to get some decent plays, goodness grac—

God wanna wipe that lil' smug look right off of your fuckin' face

All you really did was cap like uppercase

Dodge a troop, but still managed to finally get a hit that let you run a base

Niggas sought you out at first

You need him, so you out at home now just like a double play

As for these other suckers that's tucked away

I'm down to put bills on they face

No wonder why they been duckin' Drake

Bills on they face, no wonder why they been duckin' Drake, ah

Let's not even take it to that other place

You boys too pussy like double dates

Runnin' out the 6ix like you won a race

I watched the scouts spazz him with a puzzled face

Who knows which one of his bubble-shaped tings I must've ushered through the double gates

Showed her the time of her life while broski havin' stomach aches

Hearin' 'bout good times at Lovers Lake

And send her back to you while you sleep walkin' naked in another state

Ah, you'll live to see another day

And even if you don't, it's just another day

We ain't cryin' for your punk ass anyway

I'm a 6ix-side renegade for anybody addin' more lemons to the lemonade

Sourin' the vibes that I generate

I'm sixteen years in the game, this ain't Minute Maid

Scrimmagin' with scrubs for the love of the game

'Cause I'm unamused, and all the goats are middle-aged

And Muggsy Bogues dunked for once, even I'm a bit amazed

Yeah, someone give the kid a raise

What is it? The braids?

Even when I cut 'em, I could never fade

I mean, it's Drizzy Drake, like

☆☆☆☆☆

"Little Birdie"

Ayy, ayy

Ayy, what? Yeah, his-and-hers it

I don't like goin' to Vegas, I start missin' Virgil

He'd be sick if he was witnessing this shit in person

All these pussy niggas trippin' like they clipped the hurdle

All these pussy niggas actin' like they Mr. Murder

All these Arab women treat me like the Prince of Persia

Speak on me and gain a lot, just like the dish detergent

I put CC's on that ho just like a titty surgeon

Yeah, ayy (D-D-DJ Frisco954, yeah)

What? What? Damn

Damn, yeah, ayy, look

A little birdie said you did me dirty

And the story keep on gettin' worse, I'm gettin' worried

Yeah, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically

2009, I'm lit, I told them, "Hurry and up and book me"

Yeah, hurry and up and book me 'fore I charge a fortune

Lauryn, why you actin' like I'm not important to you?

You was there in '24 when niggas shot the door in

See you outside again, I thought your ass went corporate

You put the ex in expensive, girl, you so annoyin'

I used to fuck you slow, I used to leave it in

I used to hate to tour, I ain't wanna leave again

Now I know the truth about you and I'm free again

Until your new man cop them tickets, you won't see me 'gain

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?

Yeah, a little birdie said you did me dirty

I be tellin' Alex Moss, "Fuck it, "his-and-hers" it"

Ayy, what? Yeah, "his-and-hers" it

I don't like goin' to Vegas, I start missin' Virgil

He'd be sick if he was witnessing this shit in person

All these pussy-niggas trippin' like they clipped the hurdle

All these pussy-niggas actin' like they Mr. Murder

All these Arab women treat me like the Prince of Persia

Speak on me and gain a lot, just like the dish detergent

I put CC's on that ho just like a titty surgeon

Yeah, damn, for real

A little birdie said you did me dirty

How you fish 'em out to ask me if that shit would hurt me?

Girl, you know that shit would hurt me, girl, you know it's working

Yeah, girl, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically

You tryna bring me down, actin' like you worried 'bout me

You know you did me wrong, askin' how I heard about it

I said a birdie told me, damn, you did me dirty, homie

Yeah, it's over for us, I can see the curtain closing

Put a hurting on me, put a lot of burden on me

I'm in the strip club, all these hoes converging on me

I'm back outside in here, flirting with the thirty on me, damn

Ayy, yeah, uh

A little birdie said you did me dirty

And the story keep on gettin' worse, I'm gettin' worried

Yeah, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically

2009, I'm lit, I told them, "Hurry and up and book me"

(D-D-DJ Frisco954, yeah)

☆☆☆☆☆

"Don't Worry"

I don't know, you tell me

I feel alive, no thanks to you

What is this I'm waking up to, waking up to?

I don't need you breaking my news, I see it too

I don't have as much patience as you

When do they look up to you? Guess that isn't up to you (Yeah)

If I give my everything, would that be enough for you? (Yeah, yeah)

Come and have the best time on the best side

We still up, it's bedtime on the Westside

Eastside, Westside, Westside, Eastside (Yeah)

Poppin' out on Chubbs side, it's gonna be a party (Yeah)

Candy-pink paint job, she pull up like a Barbie (Yeah)

Ref1, he so drunk, he just played Nicki then some Cardi, I'm sorry

Before you went old and getting kicked up out the lobby (Ayy, ayy)

Girl, you know what's up with me, I pull up in a heartbeat (Ayy)

She wanna go next door, she wanna meet PARTY (Ayy, yeah)

She said she was Persian and started speakin' Farsi (Yeah)

I don't know what's up with me lately, lately

I say, "I'm alone," she said, "That's not somethin' you should be"

'Preciate you reachin' out, don't be too concerned about me

You know that I'm drinkin', smokin', thinkin' (Yeah)

Please stop askin' me, "When are we linkin'?" It's Iceman season

I don't know what's up with me lately, lately

Yeah

I just wanna see a boy beg on the pavement

If he trippin' with the gang, then

I just wanna see a boy struggle with the payments

If he trippin' with the gang, then

I just might get that boy hit for entertainment

If he trippin' with the gang, then

I just wanna see a boy working on the day shift

And the night shift (That's how I feel)

I just wanna see that boy struggle with the phone bill

And the light bill (That's how I feel)

I just wanna see a boy beg on the pavement

If he trippin' with the gang, then

Come and have the best time on the best side

We still up, it's bedtime on the Westside

Eastside, Westside, Westside, Eastside (Yeah)

Poppin' out on Chubbs side, it's gonna be a party (Yeah)

Candy-pink paint job, she pull up like a Barbie (Yeah)

Ref1, he so drunk, he just played Nicki then some Cardi, I'm sorry

Before you went old and getting kicked up out the lobby (Ayy, ayy)

Girl, you know what's up with me, I pull up in a heartbeat (Ayy)

She wanna go next door, she wanna meet PARTY (Ayy, yeah)

I don't know what's up with me lately, lately

☆☆☆☆☆

"Firm Friends"

Yeah

(Con-Con—)

And we back at it, back at it

(Conductor)

For real

Shout out Ref1

Yeah, alright

You think I didn't see that you stayed silent

That's like you endorsing it all, may as well stand behind him

I stood beside you, thought there was some good inside you

Situations like these, they force you to notice the difference

Look at me and Neeks for instance

We know we live different lives and we've been on our separate missions

Look at how time flies, twenty years passed, he's still the same guy

But I get it, you all wanna be the main guy

It explains why most people die not knowin' who would've stuck by they side

It doesn't even cross they mind, they just go along for the ride

They'll never know they friends' decision, friends never had to decide

What does somebody do after doin' everything you could've done for everyone?

You just do what you should've done since day one, you stick with your day ones

I'm not the villain or the victim, I am the author

My right hand guides the pen along the page until the chapter's done

What would they do to me if they ever caught me ridin' dolo?

Would they take my chain and my watch or would they take my photo?

Fuck that, I'm in the stu' with Noel, the sun went down, we couldn't tell

It's so many opportunities, but we still here by ourselves

It's been nearly fourteen years, he ain't work with no one else

And I ain't go to no one else, that's 'cause there's no better team, yeah

Trust me, the owl's glistenin' more than it's ever been

And trust me, I'm the highest that I've ever been

The greatest that they've ever seen

I've been alternating from being overseas and listenin' to beats

Strong opinions from the weak for four hundred-somethin' weeks

They deep-seated resentment is what's fillin' up they seats

I've seen GOATs act like sheeps, coworkers turn to enemies

Damn, I got enemies, got a lot of enemies

Lot of niggas tryna drain me of my energy

Right now, me and Conductor, we got more fuckin' chemistry than MIT

Two hours, just styled for some peace and serenity

Then it's back to Zurich for the OVO supremacy and the hotel amenities

They try to have all of my precious memories

Layin' in my girl's lap like she Jackie Onassis and I'm John Kennedy

But I am not Jonathan Kennedy

Rest in peace, but I really can't bloody up the triple button Giovanni suit because I'm OCD

I don't want no "Drake, my apologies," I'm trippin' your top three

My group chat was bumpin' those oppy guys, but not me

Like beggin' to get out a ticket, now they wanna cop pleas

My son is takin' corner kicks in front of Luis Enrique at PSG

And y'all are talkin' 'bout inflatin' the numbers on DSPs

And me havin' better perspective on life doin' DMT

Nigga, KYS ASAP, that's some shit that you could do for me

Like it was my first Chanel, I could've posted receipts

That would've made niggas read 'em and weep

Reportin' live from the scene where I wasn't supposed to be revived by the EMTs, yeah

I did not break up a happy home, baby, you pulled up on me

Tell 'em why you really hate me and what year did she date me

I know niggas goin' crazy as I cop all the items you niggas put up for sale

And start a museum in my house called "Try Someone Else"

Your friends never had to decide if they wanna stay

The strength of your bond has never been tested in any way

I've been on the longest run, I don't know how to walk away

It's baby steps for you boys, y'all walkin' before y'all run

Secludin' me might've been the worst thing that they ever done

I'm a product of where I'm from, one sound, one band

The orders make they way through the proper chain of command

And if everything goes to plan

I will be makin' the name change from the boy to the man

But y'all just wouldn't understand, damn

From mass distribution to leadin' my own version of the revolution

Private arbitration leads to resolution

Beat the game so many times, this shit has got abusive

Fuck you artists and producers

I don't wanna hear excuses of your plans for future truces

I am so far gone that a thank-me-later is useless now

CTE from tryin' me and still they want another hit

Made a livin' off of oh-no-he-didn'ts, bitch, yes I did

Skeletons in your closet, well, trust this ain't the bone to pick

They say, "What we doin', Ice?" We runnin' it back

What has Iceman ever done other than that?

Even when under attack

Y'all don't know the stamina it takes to run up the stats

My numbers are humblin' facts

Mistakin' my sons for brothers, but it won't happen again

You better check your tone, I'm not one of y'all lil' friends

I got shots about to fly at some of y'all heads again

Man, shots about to fly

Even though some of my friends still talk about you guys like they leanin' towards your side

I think karma's takin' too long, an eye for both of your eyes

That'll show you love is blind for real

You all wanna be the guy

It explains why most people die not knowin' who would've stuck by they side

It doesn't even cross they mind, they just go along for the ride

They'll never know they friends' decisions, friends never had to decide

☆☆☆☆☆

"Make Them Know"

Ayy

I tried and tried and tried

'Til the R switched place with the I

I'll never forget that July

The worst that I felt in a while

I'm glad that you think that I'm soft

I'm glad that you think that I'm shy

I need you to think all these things

I got bigger than what's in my mind

I'll take it, an eye for an eye

I'll send a boy up to the sky

I still haven't lost any sleep

And I definitely didn't cry

Ayo, Gucci get back in the ride

'Cause that's definitely not the guy

Mistaken identity mixed with adrenaline, almost just kissed you goodbye

It's rap, so it sound like a lie

When I talk to you and I confide

I'm goin', goin' back to Cali

I got hearts in both of my eyes

I'm sleeping with death on my mind

'Cause the shots that I called in my time

And karma has been on my side

But I also just heard that she's blind

That bitch might just switch on a dime

'Cause she can't even see I'm a guy

Pressure been getting applied and I know I been bad with replies

The lawsuit I got is fried, 'til the R switched place with the I

They'll frame it as people retired

But we know what's a truth and a lie

And they'll act like we signin' a deal

When they pay me for wastin' my time

And they'll act like I lost my appeal

But they'll pay me for changin' they mind

They got wind of the fact I was hit

And the whole world started to chime

Not scared of no suit or no tie

'Cause shit, victory always been mine

If I free up, my bro gotta live with it

'Cause we know that that man isn't innocent

If they sayin' he did it, he did the shit

But he still might come home in a little bit

Four hundred racks on the head

How am I spendin' so frivolous?

I act like the money's unlimited

If a Rolex I want 'bout to drop

I reserve the shit like I'm indigenous

Barber from 6 went broke

And he under my arm like I'm ticklish

How do they say they got classics

If it's shit that you never revisited?

And if that's the shit you revisited

Then why am I boss of the business?

Niggas been talkin' on digital

Knowin' how shit could get physical

Niggas gon' see me at birds

And act like they fuckin' invisible

If a Rolex I want 'bout to drop

I reserve it like I'm aboriginal

Fifty millimeter president

For all the times shit got political

This album, I'm never submittin' it

'Cause I know that they'll never consider it

This might be the one year I won

'Cause I know how they like to position it

My bros wanna mob on the stage

But I tell them boys, "Now have some discipline"

We don't even want what they givin' us

Them shits don't even have no significance

They just wanna turn up with gang

They wanna turn up with the syndicate

And bro just touched down in the States

Took a jetski from Windsor to Michigan

These niggas recoupin' on 2012

They gotta do it in increments

What happened to Drake from 2009

When all of the moments was intimate?

What happened to Drake with the innocence?

I don't think we'll be seein' him again

The pleasure

Don't walk away

You've got your love locked up for me, oh

For me, yeah, yeah

You've got your love locked up for me, oh

Iceman, baby, why are you so cool?

Freeze the world, freeze the world

Iceman, baby, why are you so cool?

I don't know, but I ain't no fool

Freeze the world, freeze the world

Freeze the world, freeze the world

(Don't hate me, don't hate me)