When the Time Comes ft. Brown Velvet & G I O Lyrics

I remember the days

I remember the days

I remember

I remember the days of the gazes of the sun

Shining down East LA to my porch

Looking up

I remember being bullied

Being a target so easy

Getting slapped with saliva

My purpose was just being-

Known as the pussy,

Didn't know how to talk

Kept my mouth shut no matter the thoughts

Curiosities of being expressive was out of the question

Didn't think people would ever go and listen to

What the fuck I gotta say

But some gave acclaim(what the fuck you gotta say?)

But I never

Broke past(what the fuck you gotta say?)

My own wall, insecurities were underestimated

More than I can grasp

Wish it didn't though

It kept me stuck in the past

Took me a while to do shit

Even longer to prove it

Was finally giving up but Brown V fueled this

Flame that's now, grown into a sun

Now this time there's hope whenever I look up, ugh!

Old habits die hard, but never six feet deep

Addicted to the craft, working my ass off as we speak

Minds connecting, mine's unpredictable

Lines are getting crossed in these crossroads, these intervals

Are so slow, so painful

But when the time comes, I'll be thankful

Now whenever you see the sun, on you I'm looking down

Consider you my son the way you be booking down

And now you're trying to change, I'll say that with respect

Before B's verse makes you unable to protect your neck

From the depth comes hope when in the vicinity of death

I'm a green lantern scrounging all the will I have left

So I don't end up floating in space like dead fish

If I was Timmy Turner with the ability to say I wish

(I wish) to reverse time

Reverse my mileage spent on this highway

In my current vessel so I can do it with a fresh play

That's to say it's a pipe dream that needs to move on

Like when baseline catches your ear, it's time to groove on

With my consequences that made me who I be

Some of these scenes barely equate the totality of me

From the days of being too introverted and shy

Now I create art that's underratedly fly

Not to say it wasn't with the help of my DEEDs crew

Like Ice Climbers, uplifting one another is how we do

Success and I'm blessed

Mike and Koko are my fam

Unexplainably good, like a plate of fried spam

It will always be the main three, the D-Double E-D-S

Kolima, Mike, and Me, Brown V

We may separate, but just like birds of a feather

We always find a way to come back and create together!

Old habits die hard, but never six feet deep

Addicted to the craft, working my ass off as we speak

Minds connecting, mine's unpredictable

Lines are getting crossed in these crossroads, these intervals

Are so slow, so painful

But when the time comes, I'll be thankful

Constant eye rolls when confronted

Promises, I know, may never be constructed

Plans may fall abruptly, right as I make progress

That's what I'm looking for

Every day, a new step back, feet pacing right on the floor

Embracing any faults that come with the road

Although this road I'm on is not the only way to go

Take my time to take time

Get control of my own damn mind

Yeah, yeah

That's when the time comes

That's when the time comes