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Different Times Video (MV)




Performed By: Quixx III
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Maxwell Soto




Quixx III - Different Times Lyrics
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I ain't worried about a bitch
I just run my bands up
These hoes get mad
Cuz they can't stand us
If you want beef
We can take it outside
Get you down six feet
Leave your momma cryin'
There's no relation to the life I lived
I was thuggin' on the block
Kept it real since a jitt
But Ain't nobody gave a f*ck about me
Now things are really different
Last week I lost my best friend
He outta hell into heaven
Rest in peace to all my dogs
I keep on goin' just for y'all
I'm in the water
I don't even really need a boat
Codeine
Got me feelin' like I can float
Yeah and for my enemies
Imma go and pistol tote
I'm down to pull up
Squeeze my trigger
Just let me know
Just pull up
And bring your back up
I'm posted up
You know where I'm at, bruh
On second thought, you should probably back up
You best believe when I see you I'll get you whacked up
I ain't worried about a bitch
I just run my bands up
These hoes get mad
Cuz they can't stand us
If you want beef
We can take it outside
Get you down six feet
Leave your momma cryin'
There's no relation to the life I lived
I was thuggin' on the block
Kept it real since a jitt
But Ain't nobody gave a f*ck about me
Now things are really different
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I ain't worried about a bitch
I just run my bands up
These hoes get mad
Cuz they can't stand us
If you want beef
We can take it outside
Get you down six feet
Leave your momma cryin'
There's no relation to the life I lived
I was thuggin' on the block
Kept it real since a jitt
But Ain't nobody gave a f*ck about me
Now things are really different
Last week I lost my best friend
He outta hell into heaven
Rest in peace to all my dogs
I keep on goin' just for y'all
I'm in the water
I don't even really need a boat
Codeine
Got me feelin' like I can float
Yeah and for my enemies
Imma go and pistol tote
I'm down to pull up
Squeeze my trigger
Just let me know
Just pull up
And bring your back up
I'm posted up
You know where I'm at, bruh
On second thought, you should probably back up
You best believe when I see you I'll get you whacked up
I ain't worried about a bitch
I just run my bands up
These hoes get mad
Cuz they can't stand us
If you want beef
We can take it outside
Get you down six feet
Leave your momma cryin'
There's no relation to the life I lived
I was thuggin' on the block
Kept it real since a jitt
But Ain't nobody gave a f*ck about me
Now things are really different
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Writer: Maxwell Soto
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