Outta Time - Bryson Tiller/Drake

Composed by：Bryson Tiller

Drake：

I've been thinkin' maybe

Things were never the way

We made 'em out to be

How we thought they were

Lately I'm not sure

One thing for sure

Is when we're together

We're toxic as ever

Make no mistake all the roads lead

To we shouldn't be together

Drake：

I don't know why I

Still play into your palm

Even though I know what you want

Been twisted off you so long oh-ho

'Cause it's complicated far from simple

Always find a way to dodge these issues

Can't seem to shake it not for nothin'

The problem is we're not discussin'

All that screaming yelling's not becomin' to you

Things just can't be fixed we're out of time

Bryson Tiller：

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Yeah yeah

Bryson Tiller：

Oh oh oh

Sometimes I don't know know you no not anymore no

And I can't wait 'til we find a way to part ways

Seems like your days are dark days

Seems like you mad at the small things I

Admit it it seems like you weighin' the hard way

We fight through night and all day

Bryson Tiller：

I I still don't know why I

Still play into your palm

Even though I know what you want

I've been twisted on you for so long for so long girl

Yeah yeah

Got me twisted I could only wait for so long for so long girl

For so long

Waitin' so long but we got no time no oh oh oh

Oh baby

Woah oh no

Woah oh no