Canada Dry

[Produced by J-Money and OnGaud] [Verse 1] Ridin' around off this ginger ale Peep the herbal essence in the papers, vapors On fire if you couldn't tell But trust me, I ain't checkin' for no Jezebels or Delilahs Lot of niggas screaming that they real Perception is a mothafuckin' pill, you a liar I been rocking boats since Aaliyah Trying to take it higher with these notes like Mariah Fuck with me, your connect ain't got it for the Free Start the elevation, I can't keep it lowkey OG, finna' wake these niggas up, ain't been getting no sleep Tryin' to bring him more sheep, I'm like little Bo Peep What you in it for? Cause they out here copping souls; what they hittin' fo'? Are you the hitter or the lick? What's the difference, though? Yeah I heard you got a plan; what's the mission, though? Cause this game is so foul (too foul) Got a young man trying to move through the city like a black Tom Thibodeau Like Stallone, you can fight it all you want But we still gonna be expendable, these niggas don't listen, no I was always told that you never really know what you got 'til it's gone Cancer caught my granny 'fore I got a chance to check up what the fuck was I on? (the fuck was I on?) I was playing checkers, this is chess Never put your faith into a check Got to play the hand that you was dealt There's only four aces in a deck, motherfucker, I've been [Chorus] (x2) Riding around off this ginger ale Mama wouldn't like the way I smell right now Realest nigga out; can't you tell? Drink this water, tell me how you feel right now Riding around off this ginger ale Praying every day that I don't fail right now Healing niggas; how can't you tell? Drink this water, tell me how you feel right now