Rest In Purple The Game (Ft. Lorine Chia)

[Verse 1: The Game]
Why everybody got to to die so damn soon?
All these legends dyin', God got to be runnin' out of room
How he die? Don't nobody even know yet
All I know is I ain't ready to go yet
So I jump in that purple Lambo
Throw in that Bryson Tiller, "Rambo"
After that its "Purple Rain," its "Purple Rain"
Man its Purple Rain on repeat
First Michael Jackson, then Whitney Houston
Now Prince, its a 3 peat
And if you see me in traffic its three beeps
And you know what's crazy? He was 57 with no kids
So I'mma hug mine ‘cause a nigga probably only got 21 more years to live
21 more years to breathe
21 more years to feel the sun rays
To fill collection pots up on Sundays
And 21 more years to wake my kids up on Monday
We all die one day
Everybody gotta go someday
Natural causes or the gun play
Since we was born we all been had it one way
Ain't no time to be askin' God why
And ain't no tears man I'ma let the doves cry

[Hook: Lorine Chia]
Everything is purple, I see purple in the sky
I got purple in my cup and I smoke purple to get high
I say live the way you want you never know when you gon' die
Maybe, maybe I'm just like
Everything is purple, I see purple in the sky
I got purple in my cup and I smoke purple to get high
I say live the way you want you never know when you gon' die
Maybe, maybe I'm just like
Maybe I'm just like
Maybe I'm just like
I see purple in the sky