I sat and put a fifty on the bar A whisky and a beer, forget where we are And keep 'em till I drink that whole grant up up that cup till I can't stand up Look around, see the room's got Well there's Sunny by the Grab my drinks, headed to say peace But had to think, do I owe him any late up nah, I'm all paid up huh Yeah I made it square last time I came up What up Sunny? {What up?} business? {How you doing I ain't seen you in a couple of minutes} Man I been working and jerking Tryna get the rent right and be perfect, how you? {Oh you know how the same old go through the wind, rain, snow or tornado} Yeah bro, spent time up The bar tender kept the fresh enough conversation, no pretension I drank up my whole bucks and then some It was getting close to last So I grabbed my coat and up like that's all But Sunny say {Hold up Sean, it's day I need a favor, let me throw some your way} I sat down in the booth I said, I know your Sunny, what I gotta do? He said give you three-five piece of the pie If you up a package for me on the eastside tomorrow} Three and a for an hour and a half Saint Paul and only ten dollars gas I can handle, give me all the info Only one thing though, I won't bring a {Hahahah} He laughed and said {It ain't like It's simple, grab the and come right back It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} don't snitch {They some nice cats} Nice cats? {Cool as an Well jack {Discretion is a must Keep a hush, other than that I give a fuck} Cool, I got this, it's done dinner And I stepped out into the winter
I got behind the of my vehicle Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it The rearview reflection got I starting to the image in the mirror I said, you should go back in and will understand, everything will be fine Sean calm down, get a grip, tripping I took a deep and put the key in the ignition Stop a bitch now, man up Rolling down twenty-six with of handcuffs out on Lyndale, killed by a couple of drunks broad side of my truck