You Mean The World To Me - Nas

Where we met, I had to give her her respect

She was with her man, he took a drag from her cigarette

He told her he’ll be back

He jumped in the meter cab, just took her cell and told her where to meet him at

Now she was mad, And I was looking for my car

She had some plastic bags, coming from the supermarket

Cooking for his ass.

how she gone get to the projects?

She ain’t got no cash, and she struggling while walking

So I drive past, «Yo» I say «I ain’t no stalker wit yo big ole ass

Here’s my help I’m tryna offer, I give you a lift»

Who woulda knew it turn to this?

Now we in the mix

Baby moved up in my crib and she left my ex, damn we speedin

('Now girl, you mean the world to me' repeats)

I’m a king, you the queen

His and her 6's and diamond rings

You don’t have to look back at him

Just get your bags packed and then.

A new life soon begins

Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in

Baby girl had a son

He was 3, yea I took him in

Now she call him little me, I even look like him

Naw, I mean he look like me, a couple shades darker

She be calling him Blackie.

that's cause his real father jet black

So she treat him like it’s a setback.

I don’t respect that

Now his pops calling collect at the new crib on the new number

Now how he get that?

See, now I knew we was a mismatch

I’m laid back, you too used to getting pimp smacked

I see where I went wrong at

I just tried to bring out the queen in you.

But when you make a girl leave a man.

You never really know where she stand.

How you know she really yours?

Somebody could do the same to you.