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 though that I'm missing some days This feels like I'm headed to paradise one way This feel like the family dinners that we 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 Tim'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 that lysol 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 I ever touched my first Franklin Fast forward, I'm in Kanye crib with Kirk Franklin It reminded me how of 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 awhile 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 'Til my all time low and something throw me a jetpack 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 there myself
Thank you God for all my set backs 'Cause he the reason I'm able to give 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
And mama said hit them with the inspiration In times like these we need inspiration Turn all your problems into inspiration Elevation, inspiration I said elevation, inspiration I said elevation, inspiration
Thank you God for all my set backs 'Cause he the reason I'm able to give back This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
