Hometown Pride Video (MV)

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

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 suit's 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 f*ck, first drink, first rap verses
All in my hometown where the birds sing

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

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 head
Yeah, roll with fatties and
We're rolling fatties blow it skywards
F*ck the climate and f*ck 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 f*cking die young
And stay pretty forever, RIP
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
Not at all, it's for you

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

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 f*ck 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

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