Bosko - Tuff Times lyrics

[Intro] Oh whoo ohh Yea, yea Noo, ooohhh [Verse 1] It's tuff times man It's tuff times, pressure bust pikes Stressin cause ulcers gotta eat white rice We tryna do some clean but we end up doing dirty Us dudes now a days don't plan on living past 30 Beef ain't neva ova it's herit to the children There's damage on my soil and the sidewalks smell like urine Saved and sanctified she was a good little girl Got hooked back slid now she's in the world (in the world) In the world? yea in world means in sin Used to speak in tongues but now she speak in gin Ay where my scooter gotta keep my stapler with me What you got automatic, semi in my private box chevy [Chorus] Tuff times my baby on the respirator No job, no food in the refrigerator Tuff times, news say it's gettin worst Gotta change, gotta put it reverse Tuff times, tuff times we goin get thru these tuff times [Verse 2] I'm looking in my wallet I'm comin up with nothin Today my daughter birthday but my pockets touchin She say she wants a jumper, balloon, some cake and friends But I can't even do it cause I ain't got no ends I'm fresh up out the oo up am I man not a mouse Got a get a job before they let me out the halfway house It's me against the system, tryna get reformed It's the mind sometimes I wish that I was never born Everytime I lose my faith and get to reachin for my gun I pick up my bible and read chronicles or psalms I'm on my hands and knees askin God to forgive me But Lord why do I have to pray for my enemies [Chorus] [Verse 3] Folks be two faced, they'll stab you in your back With their best friend eased it happens due Jack Take you from your family plot on your demise Slicks lying scandalously element of surprise My OG partna's older sister she bout to go ballistic She going through it cause she just found out her daughter is autistic I told her not to worry it's Jesus you believe in Believe it or not everything happens for a reason Listen to my spoke, I speak it from the heart Ain't tardy yall I'm walt God gave me this art To spit from the jaw and spill it from my gut Give it to you raw unedit and uncut [Chorus] [Verse 4] He that dwelleth from the secret place of the most high Shall abide under the shadow of the all mighty I will say of the Lord he is my refuge and my fortress My God, in him will I trust Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler And from the annoyance of pestilence He shall cover thee with his feathers and under his wings shall thou trust His truth will be thy shield Thou shall not be afraid of the terror by night nor for the arrow that flieth by day