Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

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Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good (Yeah)

All city journeymen, rolling highways, dirt roads

And everything in between, just another version of home

Melbournian show-stealer, feel I'm worthy but know

Don't always work according to plan, gotta learn as you go

And I found life's a game of inches, I'm still playing, gaining digits

Making calls, so if i fail, never blame it on indifference

Since when train missions to Obese were every teenage listeners

Right of passage, discern banging boom-bap there and back

I remember wagging to visit, imagine me when the chance was given

To weave my own stories in at 4A Izett's

Couldn't wake me up with pinches, if the launch opened the door

Then the block party blew it off the hinges

Fast forward a year, and its my second LP, but I'm Victorian baby

Already coming after three, don't worry 'bout me

I'm straight, rep my city by the bay

Spread love, all day, every day

And all I know is that I love our music, I rep my town

We stand too strong here to ever step down

Now they all hooked, I never change, let 'em know

That it's all good, same number, same hood

And I love our music, I rep my town

We stand too strong here to ever step down

Now they all hooked, I never change, let 'em know

That it's all good, same number, same hood

I'm paying forward all the chances that the Melbourne scene gave me

Represent for 'em, even if it ain't reciprocated

To the kids with a dream writing rhymes to make their statement

This is where hard work, and a lot of heart can take it

In fact I've barely began, with steady hands I'ma plan

Craft mine for the fam, and the friends, and the fans

But they don't need me to tell 'em, they've already planted the flag

For hip hop, on burnt copies of American bands

I'm in the bay-side sunshine, repping for the Frankston line

And that's where I'ma be residing when they call time

This culture of kings kept me honest when I had a dream

A ballpoint pen, and nothing in my wallet

Swore if I got a hold of what I wanted, I'd be bringing it home

And I'ma work fingers to bone to keep the promise

This is one love for the kids still struggling

Melbourne city, bar none, but nothing

And all I know is that I love our music, I rep my town

We stand too strong here to ever step down

Now they all hooked, I never change, let 'em know

That it's all good, same number, same hood

And I love our music, I rep my town

We stand too strong here to ever step down

Now they all hooked, I never change, let 'em know

That it's all good, same number, same hood

And I love our music, I rep my town

We stand too strong here to ever step down

Now they all hooked, I never change, let 'em know

That it's all good, same number, same hood

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Good, good, uh, it's all good, good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Good, good, uh

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Good, good, uh, it's all good, good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Same number, same hood, it's all good

Good, good, uh