Pt. 2
Mo Lowda & The Humble
Right time, wrong location Quick swerve, a pain we can't comprehend You gotta recognize The steps we take just end up In the same place, in the same place Oh two out of three was the only way I could find my only one Three black cars cut their engines Testing their luck in the winter Sun Oh two out of three was the only way That I could find my only one Oh two out of three was the only way I, I found my only one Oh one thing changed and now Nothing is the same at all I, I found my only one