Baja by Beverly Lyrics
[ Verse 1: Santi ]
Bitch, Im turning the page
Im breaking this cage
Im hitting the stage
Heard this new beat, got me enraged
Fuck that minimum wage, Woah
[ Verse 2: Mike ]
See my face? Not impressed
Go ahead and keep your pace you’re like the rest
I feel out of place but you stay in your nest
Imma concentrate on becomin the best
College droupout but im educated
Im high as a bird but im never faded
Spreadin my wings since ive graduated
But i still can't name a girl ive dated
See, unlike you, I'm not lookin to flex with a boo
Don’t need a broad to say I look cute
Though It’d be nice to say that I do, It’s true
Dont need no liquor no love
Only my homie and none of the above
So step back or the floor will be covered in gunpowder, Sike
I wouldn’t do that, I’m sunflowermike
[ Verse 3: Santi ]
Fuck the fuckin' check, fuck the ice on your neck
See me comin, shit yall better hit the deck
Put your money on me, I'm callin' that a bet
Cause I'm chasin' all my dreams not breakin' a sweat
Rappers talk like they kill, but they kill none
Real talk they ain't 100, I'm a real one
God gave me the key to load up the heat. Gonna kill an emcee without a gun
[ Verse 4: Mike and Santi ]
For the haters swear they know me with their Jordans from the swami
Know I'm in the house like Cory sippin' Kool-Aid with your mommy For the fuckboys gettin' salty
I mean the hypebeast pussy rappers
Tryna be like your daddy santi
But yall just a bunch of actors
Mike and Santi know were goats, so take a seat because you're plastic
Didn't mean to but suppose that its a Santa Ana classic
I put you to shame, fuck it L’s is what I'm sendin'
Rookie to the game but I'm soundin like a legend
[ Verse 5: Santi ]
Money on my mind so I never fuckin' sleep
Never follow cause I ain't no fuckin' sheep
Don't fuck with us, thats not wise
You'll pay the price if you roll the dice
Hatin' on us cause we only rise
I'm a king and I say no lies
That shits dank well this shit cranks tho
Only swish, never banks so
See your back I give some shanks tho
Shootin' me but they're only blanks ho
Exposing the fakes, all they want is a slice of the cake
Bitches they only leachin
I stay preachin
Call me a father cause I'm preachin
You’re actin like a bitch so I'll throw you a bone
Feelin' like Kobe when I get in my zone
Straight killa like Al Capone
Shots from a lethal weapon headshot, Boom
[ Verse 6: Mike ]
Go against the grain, I'm guessin' no one else will
Leave my heart a stain and maybe it can pay bills
Now I missed the train, please tell me who I knows real
Get rid of the pain, and slide a Jessica Biel
But I still don't need a cane, I'm used to the feel
Maybe theres still more to gain, just take one more peel
Confessions got me sayin' what I should keep sealed
Thought I came to play but nah, I came for the kill
Mike and Santi only on the first
Heard the worst, you cursed forgot to spit
It's a risk, we miss we’ll die of thirst
Got a list of goals with no assist
Promised mom and dad a couple kids
And a Rolex weighin' down their wrist
You can find a diamond in the dirt
Rehearse the speech I'll give after my verse
The clock is tickin, we’ll take our time tho
Popeyes chicken, no rush we’ll go slow
In the kitchen, slowburn a new flow
Somethin was missin, but now we both know
[ Verse 7: Santi ]
Come from the streets, aimin' to the hills
Just a young boy only tryna get his bills
Enter the game so I grab it by the horns
Since late 99, a young prodigy was born
Bitch, Im turning the page
Im breaking this cage
Im hitting the stage
Heard this new beat, got me enraged
Fuck that minimum wage, Woah
[ Verse 2: Mike ]
See my face? Not impressed
Go ahead and keep your pace you’re like the rest
I feel out of place but you stay in your nest
Imma concentrate on becomin the best
College droupout but im educated
Im high as a bird but im never faded
Spreadin my wings since ive graduated
But i still can't name a girl ive dated
See, unlike you, I'm not lookin to flex with a boo
Don’t need a broad to say I look cute
Though It’d be nice to say that I do, It’s true
Dont need no liquor no love
Only my homie and none of the above
So step back or the floor will be covered in gunpowder, Sike
I wouldn’t do that, I’m sunflowermike
[ Verse 3: Santi ]
Fuck the fuckin' check, fuck the ice on your neck
See me comin, shit yall better hit the deck
Put your money on me, I'm callin' that a bet
Cause I'm chasin' all my dreams not breakin' a sweat
Rappers talk like they kill, but they kill none
Real talk they ain't 100, I'm a real one
God gave me the key to load up the heat. Gonna kill an emcee without a gun
[ Verse 4: Mike and Santi ]
For the haters swear they know me with their Jordans from the swami
Know I'm in the house like Cory sippin' Kool-Aid with your mommy For the fuckboys gettin' salty
I mean the hypebeast pussy rappers
Tryna be like your daddy santi
But yall just a bunch of actors
Mike and Santi know were goats, so take a seat because you're plastic
Didn't mean to but suppose that its a Santa Ana classic
I put you to shame, fuck it L’s is what I'm sendin'
Rookie to the game but I'm soundin like a legend
[ Verse 5: Santi ]
Money on my mind so I never fuckin' sleep
Never follow cause I ain't no fuckin' sheep
Don't fuck with us, thats not wise
You'll pay the price if you roll the dice
Hatin' on us cause we only rise
I'm a king and I say no lies
That shits dank well this shit cranks tho
Only swish, never banks so
See your back I give some shanks tho
Shootin' me but they're only blanks ho
Exposing the fakes, all they want is a slice of the cake
Bitches they only leachin
I stay preachin
Call me a father cause I'm preachin
You’re actin like a bitch so I'll throw you a bone
Feelin' like Kobe when I get in my zone
Straight killa like Al Capone
Shots from a lethal weapon headshot, Boom
[ Verse 6: Mike ]
Go against the grain, I'm guessin' no one else will
Leave my heart a stain and maybe it can pay bills
Now I missed the train, please tell me who I knows real
Get rid of the pain, and slide a Jessica Biel
But I still don't need a cane, I'm used to the feel
Maybe theres still more to gain, just take one more peel
Confessions got me sayin' what I should keep sealed
Thought I came to play but nah, I came for the kill
Mike and Santi only on the first
Heard the worst, you cursed forgot to spit
It's a risk, we miss we’ll die of thirst
Got a list of goals with no assist
Promised mom and dad a couple kids
And a Rolex weighin' down their wrist
You can find a diamond in the dirt
Rehearse the speech I'll give after my verse
The clock is tickin, we’ll take our time tho
Popeyes chicken, no rush we’ll go slow
In the kitchen, slowburn a new flow
Somethin was missin, but now we both know
[ Verse 7: Santi ]
Come from the streets, aimin' to the hills
Just a young boy only tryna get his bills
Enter the game so I grab it by the horns
Since late 99, a young prodigy was born