Pound Cake

Came up from the bottom

Grew up in Jamaica where we shot then rob em

Hustle for the money no brakes no stopping

Foreign cars pass we could only dream of copping

They say i've changed and how I'm moving a way now

I don't know I guess that's up for debate now

Close friends feel like their drifting away now

So close now we look at each other so strange wow

Things change, people change, life changes

Friends talk behind you back with straight faces

Life ain't perfect that simply means I don't always get aces

So whats the point of switching lives or yet switching places