That Year ft. Omri Reown Lyrics

One and two and three and four

One and two and three and four

One and two and three and four

One and two and three and four

That year

Oh that year

That year

Oh that year

I remember, a kid with no temper

Man my teacher hated dreamers

So much for learning

My soul was burning

It was hell

Momma said keep your head up and chill

That year

Oh that year

Something 'bout that year

Oh that year

I'm painting a picture

With me in the center

My art is my scripture

Gets me feeling closer

To the one up those stairs

He's in the air

Do you really know yourself

Do you really know your wealth

That year

Oh that year

That year

Oh that year

My love and my heart

And these dreams, it's your art

And our souls, they're weapons

Yes devil, let's wrestle

Different levels to these vessels

Momma said

Momma said a hitta like me

Could do anything that he dreams

Daddy said

Daddy said that he got a plan

And he gone turn me into a man

Doctors said

Doctors said that I was gonna die

Way before a baby's first cry

At best I'd be a vegetable

Now I'm kind of skeptical

I see you in my spectacle

It's credible, I'm edible

Lord, that year she was the coldest

I was hearing Your name but couldn't focus

Now the chains on my brain they are broken

Devil drowned out, Jesus has spoken

Now I'm looking for a girl success

Heard she wanna make hittas obsessed

I'm looking for her cuz I've gotta finesse

But first we gotta address