Changing On Me - Rod Wave

Everybody changing on me

It’s like the whole family debating on me

It’s starting feel like that the more paper I see

Then more niggas start hating on me

Waiting on me to fall

Don’t even lace up your sneakers

Run the game like the ref, folks sitting on the bleachers

Don’t want me to prevail, you don’t need him so leave him

Ran it up by myself

And everybody changing on me

It’s like the whole family debating on me

It’s starting feel like that the more paper I see

Then more niggas start hating on me

Waiting on me to fall

Don’t even lace up your sneakers

Run the game like the ref, folks sitting on the bleachers

Don’t want me to prevail, you don’t need him so leave him

Ran it up by myself

And woah

Everybody changing, hating, and got they hand out

I think that its amazing but I don’t understand how

It went from, «Nigga, go get it 'cause it ain’t no hand outs»

To, «Call me if you need me 'cause I got fans now»

Everybody against you as soon as you get up

But don’t nobody be with ya, when the going get tough

Don’t nobody be with ya, when the going get rough

It don’t matter what you give 'em, that shit is never enough

Whenever you’re fucked up, niggas just look around

They feeling your lucks up, they nowhere to be found

And the ones that is with you they’re either soldiers or clowns

Either they riding with you or the ones that break you down

And niggas don’t come around if you don’t got shit to offer

Bitches’ll hold you down, but nigga, that shit’ll cost you

Soon as you stop bringing break, they changing and shit

Wish somebody would’ve told me what came with this shit

Everybody changing on me

It’s like the whole family debating on me

It’s starting feel like that the more paper I see

Then more niggas start hating on me

Waiting on me to fall

Don’t even lace up your sneakers

Run the game like the ref, folks sitting on the bleachers

Don’t want me to prevail, you don’t need him so leave him

Ran it up by myself

And everybody changing on me

It’s like the whole family debating on me

It’s starting feel like that the more paper I see

Then more niggas start hating on me

Waiting on me to fall

Don’t even lace up your sneakers

Run the game like the ref, folks sitting on the bleachers

Don’t want me to prevail, you don’t need him so leave him