I sat and put a fifty on the bar A and a beer, let's forget where we are And keep 'em coming till I drink whole grant up Filling up that cup till I can't 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 fees? up nah, I'm all paid up huh Yeah I made it last time I came up town What up Sunny? {What up?} How's {How you doing Sean? I ain't you in a couple of minutes} Man I just been working and get the rent right and be perfect, how bout you? {Oh you how the same old game go through the wind, rain, snow or tornado} Yeah bro, spent time up The bar tender kept the drinks enough conversation, no pretension I drank up my fifty bucks and then some It was getting close to call So I grabbed my and stood up like that's all But Sunny say {Hold up Sean, it's day I a favor, let me throw some money your way} I sat back down in the I said, I know your deal Sunny, what I do? He said {I'll give you piece of the pie If you pick up a for me on the eastside tomorrow} and a half for an hour and a half Saint and back's only ten dollars gas Yeah I can handle, me all the info Only one though, I won't bring a pistol {Hahahah} He laughed and said {It ain't like simple, grab the package and come right back It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} Shhh snitch {They some nice Nice cats? {Cool as an icepack} Well alright {Discretion is a must Keep a hush, other that I don't give a fuck} Cool, I got this, it's done like And I stepped out into the winter
I got the wheel of my vehicle Streetlights on my face, you can see it glow The reflection got clearer I starting to the image in the mirror I said, you should go in and decline Sunny will understand, everything will be Sean down, get a grip, you're tripping I took a breath and put the key in the ignition Stop a bitch now, man up down twenty-six with thoughts of handcuffs Pulled out on Lyndale, killed by a couple of broad of my pickup truck