I sat down and put a on the bar A and a beer, let's forget where we are And keep 'em till I drink that whole grant up Filling up that cup till I can't up Look around, see what the got Well there's Sunny by the my drinks, headed over to say peace But had to think, do I owe him any late Wait up nah, I'm all up huh I made it square last time I came up town What up Sunny? {What up?} business? {How you doing Sean? I seen you in a couple of minutes} Man I just been working and Tryna get the right and be perfect, how bout you? {Oh you know how the old game go Hustle 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 whole bucks and then some It was getting close to call So I grabbed my coat and stood up that's all But Sunny say {Hold up Sean, your day I a favor, let me throw some money your way} I sat back in the booth I said, I know deal Sunny, what I gotta do? He said {I'll give you three-five of the pie If you pick up a package for me on the eastside and a half for an hour and a half Saint Paul and back's ten dollars gas I can handle, give me all the info Only one thing though, I bring a pistol {Hahahah} He laughed and {It ain't like that simple, grab the package and come right back It's a shop, it's called...} Shhh don't snitch {They some nice cats} cats? {Cool as an icepack} Well jack {Discretion is a must Keep a hush, other than that I give a fuck} Cool, I got this, done like dinner And then I out into the winter
I got behind the wheel of my shining on my face, you can see it glow The reflection got clearer I starting to the image in the mirror I said, you go back in and decline will understand, everything will be fine Sean down, get a grip, you're tripping I a deep breath and put the key in the ignition Stop a bitch now, man up Rolling down twenty-six thoughts of handcuffs Pulled out on Lyndale, killed by a couple of broad side of my pickup