IF I WAS MY EX [Spoken Intro] Yeah… She say she over me, but she still watching everything I do. And honestly… I understand. [Verse 1] She deleted my number but knows it by heart, Blocked me on Monday, unblocked me after dark. Got a new man, but he stay hearing my name, ’Cause every time he slips, she compares us the same. I gave her good love and unforgettable nights, Had her smiling all day, kept the temperature right. She can act like leaving didn’t leave her a mess, But if I had what she had—I’d miss me to death. [Chorus] If I was my ex, I wouldn’t get over me either, I’m a hard act to follow, baby, ask your new believer. You can find another man, but he won’t do it like me, I’m the kind you lose once, then miss permanently. If I was my ex, I’d probably spin the block too, Late-night “how you been?” just to see what I might do. I ain’t being arrogant—I’m just keeping it real: If I was my ex, I’d still be stuck in my feelings. [Verse 2] She say she found better—girl, stop that pretending, If everything is perfect, why my page still trending? Why you asking my friends if I’m seeing somebody? Why you pull up looking good at my favorite party? Your new man got the position, but I set the standard, He taking you to dinner, but you miss my bad manners. He might have your attention, but I left an effect, And every time he loves you, you remember your ex. [Chorus] If I was my ex, I wouldn’t get over me either, I’m a hard act to follow, baby, ask your new believer. You can find another man, but he won’t do it like me, I’m the kind you lose once, then miss permanently. If I was my ex, I’d probably spin the block too, Late-night “how you been?” just to see what I might do. I ain’t being arrogant—I’m just keeping it real: If I was my ex, I’d still be stuck in my feelings. [Bridge] Some people leave your life and fade like smoke, Some leave a mark that time can’t let go. You can change your number, your city, your friends, But a love like mine keeps calling again. [Breakdown – Call and Response] You miss me? (Just say that!) Still thinking ’bout me? (Just say that!) Your new love ain’t hitting? (Just say that!) You want the Big Homie back? (Hey—don’t play that!) [Final Chorus] If I was my ex, I wouldn’t get over me either, That Southern love hit harder than a shot of tequila. You can search this whole world from Memphis to the sea, But you’ll never find another Big Homie like me. If I was my ex, I’d probably spin the block too, Knowing every road I take might lead me back to you. I ain’t being arrogant—I’m just keeping it real: If I was my ex, I’d still be stuck in my feelings. [Outro] She ain’t crazy… She just knows what she lost. If I was my ex, I wouldn’t get over me either.
