YoungstaCPT
When I pass away
[Chorus]
I'm thinking about all my people that passed away
I think about the life you would have had today
I really wanna see you but I have to wait
Forever bow down 'cause I have to pray
Is this how it will be when I pass away?

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
When I pass away, don't cry let my albums play
Celebrate and collaborate
Please pray when in the grass I lay
And let my ashes be cast away
No sad or pain, in a happy place is where I'd rather stay, uh, yeah
In a happy place, is where I'd rather stay

[Refrain]
I think about everybody who passed away
I know you had it good but it's so fair to say
Might have a baby so we could have your name
Without you in my life, what do I have to gain?
Why did you have to pass away?

[Verse 1]
Yeah
The feeling is morbid, deep grieving and exhaustion
Drown me in the creek with the Dawson's
Still I'm proceeding in caution, dead man walking
Until the four horsemen record them and torch it
And he's in the morgue, we all mourning
Enemies walked un to the funeral kinda awkward
And then I thought: Is this how it will be when I pass?
That was HHP, uh
[Chorus]
I'm thinking about all my people that passed away
I think about the life you would have had today
I really wanna see you but I have to wait
Forever bow down 'cause I have to pray
Is this how it will be when I pass away?

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
When I pass away, don't cry let my albums play
Celebrate and collaborate
Please pray when in the grass I lay
And let my ashes be cast away
No sad or pain, in a happy place is where I'd rather stay, uh, yeah
In a happy place, is where I'd rather stay

[Refrain]
I think about everybody who passed away
It's the end of the road, you should have ran away
Don't even know when I'm gonna laugh again
Without you in my life, what do I stand to gain?
I wish you didn't pass away

[Verse 2]
There's too many graves, the youth is enslaved
How many people I lost? There's too many names
Mortuary index written in columns
Shedding tears as you see me lifted into the coffin
If you Muslim then we call it the Kaaba
Wrap me in the [?] sheets made of cotton as they put me to the bottom of the hole that you dug
I hope you kept the faith at my final resting place
[Chorus]
I'm thinking about all my people that passed away
I think about the life you would have had today
I really wanna see you but I have to wait
Forever bow down 'cause I have to pray
Is this how it will be when I pass away?

[Outro]
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