Alt. Facts

You think you're real cute
Running 'round these streets
Like you got somewhere to be
Cause you got ya own now
Shit be smelling good now
Think you got some swag now
But wait...
You was calling my phone
Calling my phone
Cause no one understood you
You eat up your weight
Now it's too late
Hoping that it kills you
Just turned to me
Letting all your issues fall down on me, so

Don't feel bad
It's not nothing personal
Keep your shit
I got my own to fix
Be real with me
But I can't deal with alternative facts
Your alternative facts
Too damn grown
To be playing "Guess Who" today
Own your shit
I got my own to fix
Be real with me but I can't deal with alternative facts
Your alternative facts

Hey talking to you
Narcissistic ways
With some daddy issues
I'm not your punching bag
You need to fix your act
These denims moving fast
But wait...
When I was calling your phone
Calling your phone
You laughed at my expenses
You took what you want
Left me alone
You gave me no dividends
The table's turned
Karma is a bitch
'Nother lesson well earned

Don't feel bad
It's not nothing personal
Keep your shit
I got my own to fix
Be real with me
But I can't deal with alternative facts
Your alternative facts
Too damn grown
To be playing "Guess Who" today
Own your shit
I got my own to fix
Be real with me but I can't deal with alternative facts
Your alternative facts

Alternative facts, alternative facts
Alternative facts, alternative facts



Credits
Writer(s): William Dawkins
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