My ex be fans of me When it all got real, you ran on me Two months ago, couldn't stand lil' me Now she wanna be a part of my fantasy Feels so real, but how can it be? Now everywhere I go, cameras be I'm in the Low End randomly But the West Side where my family be Ayy, keep that energy It all going towards you healing me I ain't worried about no enemies 'Cause my brothers crazy like Brandy's be Ayy, tell 'em quit playing with me Four in the twenty ounce, drowning me I'm 'posed to be out of town again But all my bitches keep flyin' in Ayy, my priorities All fucked up, she adore me She wanna be where that water be With the Lambo' trucks and the Florida seats Ayy, bitch got bored of me 'Cause I nod off all on the Florida beach So high, gotta look for the keys But she like Porsche when she go the speed Ayy, none of that ho in me Ask any nigga that knowing me I was through L town shakin' a bag, that's when I had P Lord with me Ayy, she won't let go of me Taking pics of the tats and the foreign seats Ayy, act accordingly 'Cause her boyfriend watch my story, creep Ayy, my ex be fans of me When it all got real, you ran on me Two months ago, couldn't stand lil' me Now you wanna be a part of my fantasy So real, how can it be? Now everywhere I go, cameras be My ex be fans of me My ex be fans of me Uh, where I go, cameras be Uh, ayy, now everywhere I go, cameras be My ex be fans of me Now everywhere I go, cameras be Uh, you abandoned me Now everywhere I go, cameras be Uh, ooh, you abandoned me Uh, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere I go, cameras be Uh, uh, uh, my ex be fans of me My ex be fans of me Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Yo, woah, woah, woah Ayy, my ex be fans of me My ex be fans of me Everywhere I go, they abandon me