I sat down and put a on the bar A whisky and a beer, let's where we are And keep 'em till I drink that whole grant up Filling up cup till I can't stand up around, see what the room's got Well Sunny by the jukebox 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 time I came up town What up Sunny? {What up?} How's {How you doing I ain't seen you in a couple of minutes} Man I just working and jerking Tryna get the rent and be perfect, how bout you? {Oh you know how the old game go Hustle through the wind, rain, or tornado} Yeah bro, time catching up The bar kept the drinks fresh enough Good conversation, no I drank up my whole fifty and then some It was close to last call 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 money your I sat back down in the I said, I know your deal Sunny, what I do? He said {I'll you three-five piece of the pie If you pick up a package for me on the eastside Three and a half for an and a half Saint Paul and back's ten dollars gas I can handle, give me all the info Only one thing though, I won't bring a He laughed and said {It ain't like that It's simple, grab the package and right back It's a tattoo shop, called...} Shhh don't snitch {They some nice cats} Nice cats? as an icepack} Well jack {Discretion is a must Keep a hush, than that I don't 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 got clearer I starting talking to the in the mirror I said, you should go back in and Sunny will understand, everything 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 with thoughts of handcuffs out on Lyndale, killed by a couple of drunks broad of my pickup truck