Gymnastics Lyrics

The Professor, The Professor

Yeah boom to the bap shit, sticking back flips

Mad balance, beam like gymnastics

Uneven bars, floor exercise

The Professor

Check it, aye yo--used to wanna be the one to really make a difference

Now it's back to blasting shots off from a distance

Moth to the flame, burnt wings from the journey

Overstating things just to make sure they heard me

Early for the sound check plus I'm staying late too

If you ain't got if for real, you better make do

Whole lotta muck that you probly gotta wade through

If you really give a fuck, hit the weight room

Raise the bar, it's the reps and the plates moved

But really all I do is feel the bass groove

Whatever you against, you better face dude

And God bless you if you got a fake crew

It's been my time, I'm sick of having to wait fool

Mad respect but y'all been acting hateful

The eighth tool that I added to my belt

Was to feel what I felt and to let my brain melt

Yo, boom to the bap shit, sticking backflips

Mad balance, beam like gymnastics

Uneven bars, floor exercise

That's my cousin's style but I had to improvise

All around, I could take the vault too

Stick the landing every time that we ball through

Uh, yeah that boom to the bap shit

Mad balance, beam like gymnastics

Yo, shout out to the next generation

Take your moves places that wasn't in conversations

What's the motivation and the flow's equation

Yeah I made the beat so the flow's a whole relation

All I see is everybody talking monetize

Damn I thought your whole style got economized

When the bottom lines rule how the tops move

Then y'all see how your art gets a pop tune

Shot the moon down so I could feel closer

What the fuck is life without emotion, I'm most of

The way that I used to be, if you could see what I can see

And vis a vie then we could be

Yeah, yeah and vis a vie, then we could be

Yeah and vis a vie

It's like boom to the bap shit, sticking backflips

Mad balance, beam like gymnastics

Uneven bars, floor exercise

That's my cousin's style but I had to improvise

All around, I could take the vault too

Stick the landing every time that we ball through

Uh, yeah that boom to the bap shit

Yeah mad balance like gymnastics

The Professor

Yeah

Boom to the bap shit, sticking backflips

Mad balance, beam like gymnastics

Uneven bars, floor exercise

That's my cousin's style but I had to improvise