Hometown Pride

[Chorus]

This one's not for going away

This one's for the Hills to the Bay

This one is for the hometown pride

Tonight, tonight

[Verse 1]

This is a scumbag story, my whole heart

Lives in Blackwood, where the apex a Coles park

My humble start, blunts that we rolled up

View of the city, first pulser in a Pulsar

Was it a Pintara dreaming of a Impala?

Taming of the shrew, these formal suits are a thin armour

And a suit Ferrari, feeling all super starry

The days are warm the girls love me and my crew is an army

Ha, I've been there, tell I've felt the future tugging

I've seen the dukes of nothing in the cars zooming past me

Even a few that's nasty, I've copped a few cherries

I've popped a few of my own, some say it's too many

I say it's just enough, I had my first kiss

First tag, first fight, first spit shirtless

First fuck, first drink, first rap verses

All in my hometown where the birds sing

[Chorus]

This one's not for going away

This one's for the Hills to the Bay

This one is for the hometown pride

Tonight, tonight

[Verse 2]

See, it's a bit colder where I came from

Especially in the foggy mornings trying to stay warm

Especially walking home with a crayon

'Til everything here got my name on

"What do you write, bro?"

Screaming Koo-Wee across the valley then drop the bally

Some minor crimes and hit a party up, it's for the tally

Hoes have all be ordering Hungry's and quarter-baggies in my hand

Yeah, I roll with fatties and we're rolling fatties

Blow it skywards, fuck the climate and fuck assignments

Without a sense of time or motion and there's nothing like it

Mother asks you your career, you say, "Undecided"

She's like, "I never get to see you since you started driving"

And all you wanna do is fucking die young

And stay pretty forever, R.I.P to friends we lost, my eyes run

Thinking back to the day I got the call

And my focus is the moment, won't forget you

Not at all, it's for you

[Chorus]

This one's not for going away

This one's for the Hills to the Bay

This one is for the hometown pride

Tonight, tonight

[Verse 3]

Instant classic shit

If I knew the difference, I'd have gone make all my lyrics

I would've had a fit. From bathroom cabinets

To fast lane weaving through the traffic

It was always my belief and I'm no Catholic

So fuck it, I'm a Maverick

In the City of Churches, crystal heads, not sucking amethyst

When other guys are tweaking, my demons try appearing

But I'm not tryna feed 'em, so I decide I'm leaving

But I couldn't find a reason so I focus on my hobbies

Started blowing up like pressure mines

Hoping I'll tread softly but I'll never

'Cause they're home and they hope I know they're watching

But it's so exhausting, the recording shows and touring

All the pressure, all the cities, sometimes I wanna quit

Other times I wanna kill it 'til these rappers on my dick

Telling me I am the best, young hope in all these years

But I know I am the shit because I work for all I get

For my city, baby

[Chorus]

This one's not for going away

This one's for the Hills to the Bay

This one is for the hometown pride

Tonight, tonight