Whatever

One day I'll rise and I know I will not fall.
One day you'll miss me cuz I have it all.

I'll be famous someday and you'll be sorry,
You'll be jealous of my expensive Ferarri.

I'll rise to the top while you sink to the floor,
But hey-I'll be rich and you'll be poor.

And because I said "whatever" and pressed on with my dreams,
I've climbed high, beaten you, and all your dirty schemes.

So now I'm important, I no longer need to cry.
Because I said whatever to you, my hopes and dreams won't die.