Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can I Holla at Ya, artist - J. Cole. Album song Truly Yours, J. Cole, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.08.2017
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Can I Holla at Ya |
| Hey |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Let me holla at you |
| Special, never forget the day I met you |
| We was destined for each other like a, son to his mother, or a |
| Sister and brother, man this bond is deep |
| We go a couple years and don’t even speak |
| But know it’s love though |
| Could never let 'em dirty your name |
| I got the utmost respect for you |
| Came back home and had to check for you |
| Word round town is you locked down |
| Some older nigga snatched you up gave you a rock now |
| Damn, hey could it be— |
| She like, «If you was me you wouldn’t wait for me |
| Living fast and wouldn’t mash the brakes for me» |
| Big city slicker nigga on a higher track |
| Bigger now but when she send a letter always write her back and |
| Time revealed, she feels that she settled too soon |
| While she see me go for mines and she admire that |
| We speak about time as if we could just buy it back |
| If only it was that simple, damn I miss you |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while but ain’t no better time than now |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while, but— |
| You betrayed me |
| The day you played my momma you played me |
| Can’t believe I let you in my heart nigga |
| I shoulda, followed my instincts, a stranger in my house |
| Only five years old but sensed danger in my house |
| I was too young to scrap you, but damn if I ain’t want to |
| I’m blowing up fast and I hope these words haunt you, uh |
| Thirteen years, knew you more than my real pops |
| Put me on to 'Pac and all the rappers that killed cops |
| Who woulda thought that you’d leave my momma high and dry |
| Last words to a bitch nigga «why you lie?» |
| Feeling bitter so these words might seem jumbled |
| When you left I watched that lady crumble |
| I know by now you probably a old man |
| But I still I feel I won’t be satisfied until we throw hands |
| For all the ass whoppings |
| Heard you tryna talk, tell that punk don’t call me |
| You ain’t shit, and I’m scared it rubbed off on me |
| I holla at you |
| I holla at you |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while but ain’t no better time than now |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while, but— |
| I heard you on that shit, I hope it ain’t true |
| Was hard to holla at you last time I came through |
| Could barely recognize you, naw nigga this ain’t you |
| 'Cause you ain’t lookin' like that nigga that I once knew |
| And plus you act like you don’t know me |
| We was homies, now you call me by my rap name |
| See me do my thing so you expected me to act strange |
| Ain’t holla but you on my mind nigga |
| I don’t forget the good times nigga |
| White tees in the club, jeans baggy as fuck |
| Sometimes I look back on my life, that was the happiest stuff |
| We had potential to be monumental, 'ville mentality |
| You know that old kill-or-be-killed mentality |
| I look at where you at now it’s a, real fatality |
| 'Cause where you s’posed to be is on top, close to me |
| Chasin' hoes like the old days, but now we overseas |
| Dawg, congratulations on your seed |
| Yo my nigga |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while but ain’t no better time than now |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Can I holla at you? |
| Ay let me holla at you! |
| Yeah I know it’s been a while, but— |
| Hey |