This World Don’t Care for Me

[Intro] Da-da-daa… mmm-hmm… [Verse 1] This world don’t care for me, It’s busy counting gold. They say “success” is just a ladder— Some climb it, some get sold. And every billionaire’s a prophet To the folks down on their knees, Praying for a miracle While paying all the fees. [Chorus] Oh, the rich keep getting richer, And the poor… well, you know the rhyme. But the story’s getting darker Every single time. They worship those who profit From a world they never see— Yeah, this world don’t care for me. [Verse 2] They clap for the tycoons Building towers in the sky, But never ask the workers Why their kids can’t get by. They love a man in a gold suit With a grin made out of greed, But ignore the tired faces Of the ones he makes bleed. [Chorus] Oh, the rich keep getting richer, While the poor keep standing still. They call it “motivation” But really, it’s a bill. And people bow to fortunes Built on quiet misery— Yeah, this world don’t care for me. [Bridge] They say “you just need hustle,” But they don’t mention the game— With rules that shift for some folks, So the ending’s always the same. And when someone asks for fairness, They say: “Darlin’, don’t complain.” Funny how morality Goes missing on the train… [Final Chorus] Oh, the rich keep getting richer, And the poor keep paying dues. They tell us “dream big, sweetheart,” But dreaming means you lose. Still folks adore the moguls Like it’s some philosophy— But this world… oh, this world… It sure don’t care for me. [Outro] Da-da-daa… hmm-mmm… This world don’t care… Not for me.