E-40, Netta Brielle, Bosko - Tuff Times lyrics

Oh whoo ohh yea, yea noo, ooohhh

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

Tuff times, my baby on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tuff times, news say it’s gettin' worse
Gotta change, gotta put it reverse
Tuff times, tuff times (yeah)
We gon' get through these tough times

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
Every time 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

Tuff times, my baby on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tuff times, news say it’s gettin' worse
Gotta change, gotta put it reverse
Tuff times, tuff times (yeah)
We gon' get through these tough times

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

Tuff times, my baby on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tuff times, news say it’s gettin' worse
Gotta change, gotta put it reverse
Tuff times, tuff times (yeah)
We gon' get through these tough times

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