OUTLANDER Lyrics

Same ole minds, different faces

I just wanna know if I'm that far out of place

Or am I bound to go down the same path they chose to take

Guess I'll never know til I take one step out the gate

Fit this hoe up like she's so out of shape

Running tryna chase me, this lifestyle stays changing pace

Was lost and tried to find the sweet sound of amazing grace

Found out they was chicken when I started raising cain

It's been hard living in two different life styles can't pick both

Bro get the car, we gon step up in the spot and take control

Shit gets loco when we both know where this can go

But it's a no go when these hoes don't come in a row

In a row

It's the code

Can't crack the code

Just hit the road

And get on home

If they can't get with us then we hit them with the tidal wave

I been trippin about them but these hoes won't make me dollars

That last lil tune Pop til this day gassed me enough to go light speed

Around the damn globe but damn I'm still not where I'd like to be

But ain't no point in bitching about what we ain't got it takes time

That's all that I know

Through all of my highs and all of my lows

No falling behind I follow my nose

If I call up my guys, they'll all say, "I'll go"

But I can not stay in place no more

And I can not stay and play on the floor

So if I can't fly then I'll just climb and I'll go dive

That's right I'll do it

Same ole minds, different faces

I just wanna know if I'm that far out of place

Or am I bound to go down the same path they chose to take

Guess I'll never know til I take one step out the gate

Fit this hoe up like she's so out of shape

Running tryna chase me, this lifestyle stays changing pace

Was lost and tried to find the sweet sound of amazing grace

Found out they was chicken when I started raising cain

Tired of shitting on these stains bitch its time to roll

I'm in the phantom that's a sign that I'm boutta ghost

I'm on the sidelines every game at the Final Four

I hit all kinds with a fade then it's back to the post

Switch it up like I need to slide today

If you're not in, but good tomorrow you're not in

Man fuck the struggle, I walk the tightrope not falling

I my mind is boggled on how the hell I really got here

But thanking God though cuz he's the only way I could escape

Down the road I see us going up let's go the eight

But first I gotta clean the surface and exfoliate

Boy wanna scrap I got the tools to make him bolt

Knew he was screwed straight from the jolt

Now I got his chick and she goes nuts for me

Same ole minds, different faces

I just wanna know if I'm that far out of place

Or am I bound to go down the same path they chose to take

Guess I'll never know til I take one step out the gate

Fit this hoe up like she's so out of shape

Running tryna chase me, this lifestyle stays changing pace

Was lost and tried to find the sweet sound of amazing grace

Found out they was chicken when I started raising cain