[Chrous 4x]

Things are getting calculated back

Things are getting calculated back

Things are getting calculated back

I wish I never went to past at

[Verse 1]

Creep ya up mix to the blood(aye)

Shivers all up on the flood (aye)

Digging the grave then the mud (aye)

Found my old life then touched

Wish my old memories go back to mask

Gotta go work then step on the glass

Pity me anyway I don't need ask

Bury your grave every more very fast

Be more sensitive how very sad

Copy the styles you like then be mad

Get the ghost plays computers and ads

While i'm just empty, didn't get a bag

I just need answers why start beef

While you come to me with your fake peep

Clones, everywhere, please, leave

I don't wanna get deceased

Things are getting calculated back

While you getting all the fake stacks

That nobody owns you for the new mac

Stand close your music is wack

No beef i'm just kidding

Im just joking we cool sipping

On the acid reflux trippin'

Things are getting very ripping

[Chorus 4x]

[Outro x4]

Things are getting calculated back