Curren$y - What Means The World To Me lyrics

What mean the world to me Other than my God, my family and my music, would probably be my cars My kicks and my louie scarves I'm sick, when I rap I cough, call me mr good bars I be with cali ovar and we rip that cali O hard, but me I'm from the east I parked a bunch o fancy cars on these misused streets I ain't done a lot yet but my momma so proud of me I'm a break my back to see her sittin on a pile o cheese Walkin around pettin my pockets for my impala keys Found em in a sofa cushion with a pack o easy widers And two bags o purple kush I even found a zippo lighter, I'm excited homie I can't hide it, I can't wait to light it Your girl in the co*k cause she tryna meet the pilot My stock is steady risin, my top drop when I'm ridin My volume at the highest That's the only that I can way I can hear the music Cause this motor ain't quiet Don't ask if its for sale homie, cause you can't buy it Damn n***a let me get a chance to drive it My goal when I rap is to make listeners rewind it And play it for their partners and say spitta got some nice sh**