Sunday Morning Jetpack - Big Sean, The-Dream

Thanking God for all my setbacks

'Cause he the reason I’m able to get back

This feels 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 feels like my Sunday morning jetpack, yeah

This the feeling know 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

Or this spread she used to do for Thanksgiving, man

This feels like the first time I heard Killa Cam

Pink Timb’s, in the Lamb

Mixing it in with Dilla and

Headphones to the ceiling fan

Bucket hat like Gilligan, yeah

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’re gone, though

I got a picture of us on the front lawn

With me, grandma and mom, that night I went off to prom

Wishin' you could see the lights all dijon and parmesan

Funny thing about it is you always act like you knew

You told me how you were feeling before it happened, 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 always used to dress up as a family

And go to Sunday service, and being in church singin'

Ain’t been to church in a while

But it ain’t just about how you just praise him in the building

It’s about how you praisin' him while you out

You taught me to remember that when I get set back

Been through the worst times to get the best back

Wishin' for a time machine to jet back

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

And see you again, needless to say

Back when I dated Alisha, Simone

Or any other girl who looked like Lisa Bonet

Who was jealous of me and Jhené

Who you would always advise with me being away

You was right, but I had to learn for myself

I guess a time came for me to earn for myself

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

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

Praise, so many times I prayed for you

I put up prayers for you

Praise, for all the times that you prayed for me

All the nights you stayed by me

All the nights that you cried and all the days 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 feels 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 feels like my Sunday morning jetpack, yeah

Elder Sean: You gonna let it ring forever?

Answer that!

Man: Yo, she keep calling.

Yo, and your dad left you a voicemail,

and your girl keep calling

Sean: Ah fuck.

I got to call her back.

Aye, yo pass it to me real quick.

Hello?

Hey ma