I sat and put a fifty on the bar A whisky and a beer, forget where we are And keep 'em coming till I drink that grant up Filling up that cup till I can't up Look around, see the room's got Well Sunny by the jukebox Grab my drinks, over 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 time I came up town up Sunny? {What up?} How's business? {How you doing Sean? I ain't seen you in a of minutes} Man I just been and jerking get the rent right and be perfect, how bout you? {Oh you know how the old game go through the wind, rain, snow or tornado} Yeah bro, spent time up The bar tender the drinks fresh enough Good conversation, no I drank up my whole fifty bucks and then It was close to last call So I grabbed my coat and stood up like all But say {Hold up Sean, it's your day I need a favor, let me throw some your way} I sat back down in the I said, I your deal Sunny, what I gotta do? He said {I'll give you piece of the pie If you up a package for me on the eastside tomorrow} Three and a half for an and a half Paul and back's only ten dollars gas Yeah I can handle, me all the info Only one thing though, I bring a pistol {Hahahah} He laughed and {It ain't like that It's simple, grab the package and come back It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} Shhh snitch {They some nice cats} Nice cats? as an icepack} Well alright jack is a must Keep a hush, than that I don't give a fuck} Cool, I got this, it's done like And then I stepped out the winter
I got the wheel of my vehicle Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it The rearview got clearer I talking to the image in the mirror I said, you should go in and decline Sunny understand, everything will be fine Sean calm down, get a grip, tripping I took a breath and put the key in the ignition being 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