Eighth LP by DJ Khaled, who maintains the formula that has brought him so much success in this decade: about twenty unknown producers who create music that is normally inaccessible and difficult to listen to, and twenty established rappers who deliver random brag bars. Future's solo to open the record is fine. Fine by Khaled's standards. It's an almost decent track. Then the album collapses after just three minutes with two indigestible choices.
"I Lied" slips away as the best song of this edition: French Montana's long autotune hook, awful, then verses by Meek Mill, Beanie Sigel & Jadakiss, the latter two once rivals, on an accessible and heavy boom bap production. For reasons that go with logic, French Montana doesn't have a verse of its own, fortunately.
The rest of the record is made up of trap ballads, poor trap rhythms, and sung contributions (well John Legend in a rnb song on a light glossy rhythm). In "They Don't Love You No More", they are all inspired by the presence of the pezonovante, who then comes to close the song: It took DJ Khaled years to get Jay-Z on a disk, and here he comes and kills the album with a random contribution that allows the song to enter into the inner circle of the best things in Khaled's discography.
After the end of the agreement with the major Universal / Republic, the native producer of New Orleans signs with RED for the distribution and finds the first position among the independent releases, despite this being one of his less good records. 2/10.
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