against the tide

I could give a f*ck, do what I want I could give a shit 'bout who you do When it comes to me, I'll never front When it comes to C.R.E.A.M, I gotta move Got a lot of dreams 'bout it Got a lot to see, got a lot to be Doubtin' ain't gon' do me good If you gotta shout to be about it Then I gotta move around it, got way too much to lose I want to be inspired but you chattin' through the wire Baby, I cannot refuse Purpose is much higher than the turbulence and fire Passion ignite my fuse Tonight I choose To let you go I could give a f*ck 'bout all the love you used to show Baby, please just give it up I caught your bluff, God let me know Everything you touched just turned the opposite of gold I could give a f*ck, do what I want I could give a shit 'bout who you do When it comes to me, I'll never front When it comes to C.R.E.A.M, I gotta move 'Cause there's no more excuses Can't not pursue this, can't misuse this power in soul I done met my final hour a couple times, the Reaper knows Mode set to 'Survival, even in my sweet abode I was suicidal, even when you hit my phone And nobody knew it Nobody knew it, own body ruined Blood seeped through my clothes Tried to scrape the pain away Ain't pop no pills, still did the most Toast to all them days I sat with blades for feeling low Smoked 'til I would fade away Since then, I've been on go Got a lot of dreams 'bout it Got a lot to see, got a lot to be Doubtin' ain't gon' do us good If we gotta shout to be about it Then we gotta move around it, got way too much to lose You want to be inspired but you chattin' through the wire Baby, I cannot refuse Purpose is much higher than the turbulence and fire Passion ignite our fuse Tonight I choose to let us go I could give a f*ck 'bout any C you think you know Please just give it up, it gets tougher the more you hold Please, don't call my bluff, baby, you've seen how I explode I could give a f*ck, do what I want I could give a shit 'bout who you do When it comes to me, I'll never front When it comes to C.R.E.A.M, I gotta move I could give a f*ck, do what I want I could give a shit 'bout who you do When it comes to C, God never fronts When it comes to C.R.E.A.M, I gotta move