Sunday Morning Jetpack (feat. The-Dream)

Thanking God for all my setbacks

'Cause He the reason I'm able to get back

This feel like my Sunday morning jetpack

Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoa

Yeah, feel like I sent a prayers up and got blessed back

This feel like my Sunday morning jetpack, yeah

This the feeling though that I've been missing some days

This feel like I'm headed to paradise one way

This feel like the family dinners that we used to have on Sunday

With Grandma in the kitchen making rum cake

All this bread she used to do for Thanksgiving, man

This feel like the first time I heard Killa Cam

Pink Timb's in the Lamb, mixing it with Dilla and

Headphones to the ceiling, fam

Bucket hat like Gilligan

Lately, I've been talking to ghosts

Didn't learn faith in school but that's what I'm testing the most

You know I still rep you when you gone, though

I gotta picture of us on the front lawn

With me, Grandma and Mom

That night I went off to prom

Wishing you could see that Lysol, dijon and parmesan

Funny thing about it, you always act like you knew

You told me I would feel it would happen before it do

And you taught me I'm a product of everything I go through

And you and Grandma went broke so we would never get bruised

You the reason that I ever touched my first Franklin

Fast forward, I'm in Kanye crib with Kirk Franklin

It reminded me of how we used to dress up as a family

And go to Sunday service, and be in church, singing

Ain't been to church in a while

But it ain't just 'bout how you praise him in the building

It's about how you praising and why you out

You taught me to remember that when I get setback

Been through the worst times to get the best back

Wishing for a time machine to jet back

To my all-time low self and throw me a jetpack, whoa

And see you again, needless to say

Back when I dated Alisha, Simone

Or any other girl who looked like Lisa Bonet

Who's jealous of me and Jhené

Well, you'd always advice me with being away

You was right, but I had to learn for myself

I guess the time came for me to earn for myself

I hope that this is somewhat a thank you for all your help

Hope the angels take care of you till I see you myself

Praise, so many times I praise you

I put up prayers for you

Praise, for all the times that you prayed for me

All the night's you stayed by me

All the nights that you cried

And all the day's I coulda died

Because of you, I survived

Because of you, I'm still alive

Thanking God for all my setbacks

'Cause He the reason I'm able to get back

This feel like my Sunday morning jetpack

Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoa

Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back

This feel like my Sunday morning jetpack, yeah