Friday, June 8, 2012

60 comments:

Ray Hernandez said...

40 is the best producer. Every song he produces flows so great. #OVO

@SupraNickMusic said...

go 40! much respect

Anonymous said...

so smooth! i expect nothin less from 40.

Anonymous said...

40 DID HIS THING AS ALWAYS!!!!

Anonymous said...

YESSS!!!!!

Anonymous said...

what a track!!!! 40 keep it up!

Tebzzz said...

This BEAT !!!!!!!!!!40 you really NAILED this song tho...No lie. -S.African Love

Anonymous said...

the instrumental is cool as f*ck
40 is good.

http://ninezero.bandcamp.com
people & rappers, I invite you to check out our instrumentals,
peace.

@_AnilH_ said...

another classic

The_Realiest_Lady said...

This is a really nice song :-)

Anonymous said...

40 is a fn BEAST!

In all honesty every track he touches is fire!!! Bless u fam!

Anonymous said...

This sound real nice

Anonymous said...

who wrote the lyrics?

Anonymous said...

Sound like some weeknd shit

Anonymous said...

OVO XO

Anonymous said...

Sunflower

Anonymous said...

44 uh huh

Anonymous said...

God this muzik makes me feel great!

Drizzy_Music_Luvva' said...

Very nice 40 - I'm sure Usher appreciates your talent!

Najee said...

Nice hearing a 40 beat used else where....beat is smooth as fuck

Dreama said...

Wow, this song is gorgeous!

Thank you for all the for music - it's beautiful...and inspiring! :)
________

@DreamaTrademark - (on Twitter)

Francisco Rodriguez said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FU97sZ17sN4&list=UUenL0-pGVbHcIecHDkPjPrg&index=12&feature=plpp_video

KaySum said...

Agreed;;

Anonymous said...

Much Love from Ireland!

RellyRellz said...

40 should've gave that beat to Drake. Usher did well, but Drake would've murdered the shit out of it

Olivia Teytelbaum said...

40 has that signature sound no one can beat.

charles said...

Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in the smoke, drunken sweat, and varicolored light of an upscale nightclub. Wherever you find her, find her smiling. Make sure that it lingers when the people that are talking to her look away. Engage her with unsentimental trivialities. Use pick-up lines and laugh inwardly.

charles said...

Take her outside when the night overstays its welcome. Ignore the palpable weight of fatigue. Kiss her in the rain under the weak glow of a streetlamp because you’ve seen it in film. Remark at its lack of significance. Take her to your apartment. Dispatch with making love. Fuck her.

charles said...

Let the anxious contract you’ve unwittingly written evolve slowly and uncomfortably into a relationship. Find shared interests and common ground like sushi, and folk music. Build an impenetrable bastion upon that ground. Make it sacred. Retreat into it every time the air gets stale, or the evenings get long. Talk about nothing of significance. Do little thinking. Let the months pass unnoticed. Ask her to move in. Let her decorate. Get into fights about inconsequential things like how the fucking shower curtain needs to be closed so that it doesn’t fucking collect mold. Let a year pass unnoticed. Begin to notice.

charles said...

Figure that you should probably get married because you will have wasted a lot of time otherwise. Take her to dinner on the forty-fifth floor at a restaurant far beyond your means. Make sure there is a beautiful view of the city. Sheepishly ask a waiter to bring her a glass of champagne with a modest ring in it. When she notices, propose to her with all of the enthusiasm and sincerity you can muster. Do not be overly concerned if you feel your heart leap through a pane of sheet glass. For that matter, do not be overly concerned if you cannot feel it at all. If there is applause, let it stagnate. If she cries, smile as if you’ve never been happier. If she doesn’t, smile all the same.

charles said...

Let the years pass unnoticed. Get a career, not a job. Buy a house. Have two striking children. Try to raise them well. Fail, frequently. Lapse into a bored indifference. Lapse into an indifferent sadness. Have a mid-life crisis. Grow old. Wonder at your lack of achievement. Feel sometimes contented, but mostly vacant and ethereal. Feel, during walks, as if you might never return, or as if you might blow away on the wind. Contract a terminal illness. Die, but only after you observe that the girl who didn’t read never made your heart oscillate with any significant passion, that no one will write the story of your lives, and that she will die, too, with only a mild and tempered regret that nothing ever came of her capacity to love.

charles said...

Do those things, because nothing sucks worse than a girl who reads. Do it, I say, because a life in purgatory is better than a life in hell. Do it, because a girl who reads possesses a vocabulary that can describe that amorphous discontent as a life unfulfilled—a vocabulary that parses the innate beauty of the world and makes it an accessible necessity instead of an alien wonder. A girl who reads lays claim to a vocabulary that distinguishes between the specious and soulless rhetoric of someone who cannot love her, and the inarticulate desperation of someone who loves her too much. A vocabulary, god damnit, that makes my vacuous sophistry a cheap trick.

charles said...

Do it, because a girl who reads understands syntax. Literature has taught her that moments of tenderness come in sporadic but knowable intervals. A girl who reads knows that life is not planar; she knows, and rightly demands, that the ebb comes along with the flow of disappointment. A girl who has read up on her syntax senses the irregular pauses—the hesitation of breath—endemic to a lie. A girl who reads perceives the difference between a parenthetical moment of anger and the entrenched habits of someone whose bitter cynicism will run on, run on well past any point of reason, or purpose, run on far after she has packed a suitcase and said a reluctant goodbye and she has decided that I am an ellipsis and not a period and run on and run on. Syntax that knows the rhythm and cadence of a life well lived.

charles said...

Date a girl who doesn’t read because the girl who reads knows the importance of plot. She can trace out the demarcations of a prologue and the sharp ridges of a climax. She feels them in her skin. The girl who reads will be patient with an intermission and expedite a denouement. But of all things, the girl who reads knows most the ineluctable significance of an end. She is comfortable with them. She has bid farewell to a thousand heroes with only a twinge of sadness.

charles said...

Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You with the Joyce, you with the Nabokov, you with the Woolf. You there in the library, on the platform of the metro, you in the corner of the cafĂ©, you in the window of your room. You, who make my life so god damned difficult. The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold. You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better than I am. You will not accept the life that I told of at the beginning of this piece. You will accept nothing less than passion, and perfection, and a life worthy of being storied. So out with you, girl who reads. Take the next southbound train and take your Hemingway with you. I hate you. I really, really, really hate you.

Anonymous said...

I won't leave you baby no cause I just wanna love you I would never ever put nobody up above you I just wanna kiss you baby I just wanna hug you till the end baby till the end cause I'm right here ain't nobody gotta hold you cause I'm right here ain't nobody gonna control you cause I'm right here @drakkardnoir

Anonymous said...

keep up the good work 40!

Perth Crew!!!!!!!!!

we see u


Gavin

The_Realiest_Lady said...

I Love you @Drake hopfully oneday we'll meet :-)

The_Realiest_Lady said...

I rep you all day :-)

The_Realiest_Lady said...

You looked amazing in concert..

mobabyz_ said...

this is a sweet ass song. 40 can flow tho! NO LIE!

dnyx said...

Pop Dat!!!

Chopp'd &
Screw'd

55 said...

I love this song!!!

Anonymous said...

babeee

Anonymous said...

Okay.....in order of best verses:
Drake
Wayne
Ross
Montana

Anonymous said...

@Charles, Well done sir.

Anonymous said...

why applaud hate? @anon

Anonymous said...

@Anon I was applauding hate? He wrote a poem in several posts. I liked it. That's all. I didn't see it as hate. At all. Idk. I guess we all see things differently. If I were titling it, here'd be my go at it: > Unread Girl

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Anonymous said...

You know who I wanna see pop it? Joy Deja King... hip-hop's new bad bitch. Shit watch her do her thing (n those titties) --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-SSDdB_GI3g&feature=youtu.be

brittney ridley-wharton said...

@anonymous

Wow...looooooool

You are so fuckin Nasty!!!!

LMAO Aye I be forreal trippin off these comments. Some people are just so dammm funny!! xD

-Aubrey's Rose/Forever byrd

Anonymous said...

wake me up baby

KK said...

luv u drake

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khouri mccrary said...

DRAKE DEFINITELY WROTE THIS SONG. Wouldnt be surprised if theres a Reff Track with drakes vocals on it laying Around somewhere... Nice beat thou 40!!

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