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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 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 Four 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 Florida beach So high, gotta look for the keys But she like Porsches when she go to speed, ayy None of that ho in me SongtexteAsk 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 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 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 Aus Songtexte Mania