Chorus 
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 apart of?my fantasy 
Feels so real, but how can it be? 
Now everywhere I go, cameras be 

Verse 
I'm in the low end randomly 
But the Westside where my family be, ayy 
Keep that energy 
It all go towards you healin' me 
I ain't worried 'bout no enemies 
'Cause my brother crazy like Brandy's, B, ayy 
Tell her quit playin' with me 
Fuck with the 20 ounce, drownin' me 
I'm 'posed to be out of town again 
But all my bitches keep flyin' in, ayy 
My priorities 
All fucked up, she adorin' 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 Flordia beach 
So high, gotta look for the keys 
But she like Porsches when she go to speed, ayy 
None of that ho in me 
Ask any nigga that knowin' 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 
Takin' pics of the tats and the foreign seats, ayy 
Act accordingly 
'Cause her boyfriend watch my story, creep, ayy 

Chorus 
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 apart 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 

Outro
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 be mad at me
Everywhere, everywhere
Everywhere I go, cameras be, ayy
Uh, ayy, my ex be fans of me
My ex be fans of me
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, yo, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, my ex be fans of me
My ex be fans of me
Everywhere I go, they abandon me