First Person Shooter

Album

For All the Dogs

Label

OVO Sound

Genre

Hip hop

Duration

7:00

Composer(s)

Aubrey Graham;Jermaine Cole;Matthew Samuels;Anderson Hernandez;Brytavious Chambers;Michael MuléIsaac De Boni;Ozan Yıldırım;Scotty Coleman

Entered Chart

Oct 21, 2023

Peak Date

Oct 21, 2023

Released

October 6, 2023

Recorded

October 5, 2023

On the two-part track “First Person Shooter,” Drake reunites with his “Jodeci Freestyle” collaborator, J. Cole, for a hype track in which both artists discuss their current status in the rap industry. Drake talks about his successful lifestyle, from being close to surpassing the most successful artist in history, Michael Jackson, after the release of the album’s lead single, “Slime You Out”, debuted at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100, to how he compares himself to being “bigger” than a Super Bowl concert/game — he also mentions his murderous and luxury lifestyle around the two verses he raps. On the other hand, Cole discusses how other rappers use his name as a form of “beef” to create an alleged rivalry with him to generate some benefit of it — while he also talks about his status on the rap game due to the critical acclaim of his albums, his historic features runs and his extravagant productions, which leave him being considered as one of the great rappers of the current generation along with Kendrick Lamar and Drake himself. This collaboration was highly anticipated by many fans, being that it was anticipated on any Drake album; from appearing on Honestly, Nevermind cut, “Jimmy Cooks” as a cameo to being expected to feature on his collaborative album with 21 Savage, Her Loss, in the large majority of 2022. During Drake’s tour stop in Montreal on July, 2023, he brought Cole out as a special guest performer, with Drake implying that the two had a collaboration on the way. On September 5, 2023, J. Cole’s involvement on the song was confirmed on Drake’s Table for One show on Sound 42, hours prior to the release of his highly-anticipated album, For All The Dogs.

[Part I]

[Intro: J. Cole & Adonis]
(Pew, pew-pew)
First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral
Not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
Numero U-N-O
Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
Man, this shit damn near big as the

[Verse 1: Drake]
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
I love a dinner with some fine women when they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
Who you bitches really rootin' for?
Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this bitch gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC
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
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
Everybody steppers, well, fuck it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
Not Russia, but apply pressure
To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status, a stadium
Nigga
[Part II]

[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
I'm 'bout to, yeah
Yeah

[Verse: Drake]
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android, her messages is lime green
I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I fuck with you, then after I might eat it, what?
Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the fuck, bro? I'm one away from Michael
Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
[Outro: Drake]
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it