can i holla at ya

Lyrics

can i holla at you? lemme holla at you. 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 niggas 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 you 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, lemme holla at you, yeah i know its 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 its 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 should've, followed my instincts a stranger in my house, only five years old but sensed danger in my house, i was too young too 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 then my real pops, put me on to 'pac, and all the rappers that killed cops, who would've thought 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 whoppin's, heard you tryna' talk to, tell that punk don't call me, you ain't shit and i'm scared it rubbed off on me, 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 expecting me to act strange, ain't holla'ed but you on my mind nigga, i dont forget the good times nigga, white tee's in the club, jeans baggy as fuck, sometimes i look back on my life, that was the happiest stuff, you 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 supposed to be is on top, close to me, chasin' hoes like the old days, but now we overseas, dawg, congratulations on your seat, yo my nigga can i holla at you?,