You wouldn't understand

I’m sorry baby I don’t live that kind
Of life, I be turnt up every night
 I ain’t got room for a wife
Shit dangerous and damaging, shit
You kinda scandalous
So maybe you can handle it
But I live the dream,  I
Ain’t yo average teen
I don’t sell sandwiches
Heartbreak hotel season I get
Paid for gambling i got two accountants
That’s for money management and managers
To manage what they managing
Hate when people say they "get
It" or they "understand"
Cause truth be told
I don’t think you’ll ever stand a chance
You won’t get into yo
Closest niggas showing animosity
Hoes that you barely know try
To fuck you constantly
Hating nigga say that you won’t
Blow cause you ain’t special
Everywhere you go somebody got to be extra
They pull you to the side and
Try to give you a lecture
And you don’t want to hear it
But you gotta be respectful if not
They say yo head "too big" cause you up next
And everywhere you go
You rock diamonds round yo neck
Niggas smile around you but don’t
Want to see you flex
And you don’t step in clubs unless
They cut you a check
And you don’t like clubs but you
Damn sure can pack em
You walk through malls every
Saturday to get reactions
And hoes that used to turn you
Down they come around with actin
Asking for pictures to put
Kisses in the caption
You wouldn’t understand til yo
Private life was public
The world love watching you
Turn nothing into something
The life and path you choose
Consist of non stop hustling
Hitting the road, doing shows
And elbow rubbing
You forced to stay away from yo brothers
Cause they be thugging
You love em like brothers but
Can’t get in nomore trouble
Niggas want you to fail and yo
Family want you to bubble
Looking for you to blow and come
Get em all out the gutter
You wouldn’t I’d rest and until you
Have to hit that road
You’ll never have time for the
People you love the most
Taking chances, trying to ball
Put evil in the post
Evil in certain people is
Really starting to show
And you wouldn’t understand until yo job was
Yo career it’s like yo sport
You leave the 12th won’t be back to the 4th
You go hotel to hotel, resort to resort
You got eight bills a month but
Only one of them yours
And you couldn’t understand if I paid ya
You wouldn’t understand if I
Made ya it’s crazy
Life we live daily is major, now understand
I went from a nobody to the fucking man
Everybody fucking mad, cause I got that
Bag and passed the torch
But ain’t nobody pass the torch when I
Had first jumped off the porch
Me and Chris Adkins in that
Can dreaming about that Porsche
I was down alone in that cell
Down with no remorse
Sean sitting st that table trying
To get it right, me and pops on the phone
And we talking prison life
Me and momma going back and
Forth kicked out every night
I was kicked out every night
I know it’s hard to faith in
The greatness in yo city
Cause nobody has ever really made
It in yo city couple church songs
But nobody’s major in yo city
Nobody hit the big stage and
Skated in yo city
Niggas got cocky then they got
Lazy in yo city
Eventually they critically faded in yo city
But this young nigga is coming to
Make changes in yo city, changes in yo city