Full Bloom

[Intro: Richard Parker] Hey, young blood Come here, let me talk to you I've seen you grow up all your life around here Never said two words But I ain't gon' be here forever You done come up, and this your block Your daddy own that house, my mama own this one This your hood Make sure you takin' some photos, man Before you know it, it won't be the same, I'm tellin' you Enough with all that You gon' be the one that all these young cats look up to So be careful how you move They watchin' you like a hawk, man It's your turn to rise up, it's on you So what you gon' do with it? [Interlude] Yo, what's good, bro? What's poppin', bro, how you feelin' bro, how you? I ain't seen you in a minute Bro, I see you out here with... [Verse: Kota the Friend] Hair braids and band aids Double dutch queens and hairspray Dominoes, baes, and milk crates Say it to my face if you feel a way I hit you with that boom boom bap Like it's Dilla day Boy from the hood but he been away I am home, on the Ave Been in palms, got a draft on the scroll Put the scraps on the stove, now I'm cookin' I been haunted seein' these lessons I been grabbin' every blessin', word to Zars Manifestin', been writin' it in the stars Spent my whole 26 fightin' against the odds All while they were sleepin', was buildin' my Noah's Arc We been through so much that our spirits glow in the dark Jay help every nigga in Hollywood beat the charge I'm home, and our river is overflowin' with garden love My son hair nappy just like his mama I do my own thing, I'm indie just like my father I am obligated to take the baton farther Than anybody before me for anybody that follow We from the earth They couldn't buy me, a nigga know what he worth I'm the product of the sun, rain and dirt My garden is in full bloom (Bloom, bloom, bloom)