I was locked up in jail when me little brother died
No lies
It's probably the most iv ever cried
We spoke on the phone just before his last ride
But I didn't know that it would be for the last time
Now it's voice notes, videos just to hear my little bro
Sat up in me cell thinking why did you have to go
Rest in peace to ding he had a heart of gold
I found out on the phone an it broke me if the truth me told
The only one with me in the court room
Judge gave me sevenyears I told you I'd be home soon
It didn't feel real till I seen you on the news
Now you've got your own song it best hit a million views
I always thought that it would be me first
Never did I think I'd see your face in a T-shirt
Am sorry bro I know I should of been there
Locked in a jail cell g iv never felt worse
The real definition of a bike life
Active most nights staying out till daylight
From day one we've always been tight coming home without my little bro it doesn't feel Right
So what I'd do for another day
To have my little brother back there's not a price that I wouldn't pay
What id do for another day
To have my little brother back there's not a price that I wouldn't pay
Me daughter sleeps with his picture by her side
She talks to it every night before she shuts her eyes
And she knows that your gone g we couldn't tell her lies
Now she says uncle Callum's with the angels in the sky
An people listen coz they know I spit that real shit
In jail when he died that's something iv got to live with
Watching old vids in me cell on usb sticks
Carrying his coffin screws cuffed to me wrists
But only twenty four that's to young to go
When he died I lost me best mate and me little bro
People showing love but most of it's just for show
Fake shit like they weren't happy just to see me go
But when your real you can feel the fake
Stayed checking on me mum there the ones that I rate
Ye see who's really with ye when ye stuck behind prison gates
Years in jail all in all iv served over eight
But this year iv lost a lot
When I first found out g I never lost the plot
In me cell reading through old letters that iv got
He was the realist so dingy could never be forgot
The ding ting man he was the best
Coming home to him not being there it's a test
On the outside I'm strong but inside I'm a mess
Just to say he was my little brothers got me feeling blessed
An for the rest of the family iv got to be strong
I had to get it off my chest so I put it in a song
Nearly done a year now cat d it won't be long
I'm in the gym every week puttin weight on
Putting dingy on me neck and get him iced out
Brothers from the womb to the tomb so there's no doubt
Talk shit on his name and I'll ride out
Coming strapped up on a bike to turn ye lights out