It’s Over

By Cee Major

On 10,000 Hours

Released on August 12, 2016

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[Verse]

Yo, yo yo yo

It's took a little bit of love and a little bit of luck

And it took a whole lot of patience

Started producing ’cause nobody sent man beats, now look what I'm making

Ayo back then I was on a YouTube grind, and they didn't wanna rate it

Now it’s thumbs up when they see me (see me), everything changes

But who God bless, no man curse, me I ain't no man's [?]

Thank God for the position I'm in I [?] but I say this

I been running up and down the country outrageous

I was out raging, grew up spitting 16s 'round Brayford

Now man in Bradford know what my name is

But I been on or through some stages, and I made the bed that I lay in

Same team that I came in with, man it's a couple year raised us

And they only wanna comment on the colour of my skin still, that's degrading

And they only wanna respect these shooter's lyrics, no wonder the scene stays aimless

I’m [?] spitting lyrics for a day shift

Might go studio and hit it up for a day shift

Grew up off a webcam mic and Audacity, now the way I’m living is audacious

But I ain't tryna settle for a dead-end job though, why you think I’m pulling these grave shifts?

Been through some situations, Celtic blood, man had to brave it

Yeah they been on the grind and I rate it

But they ain't killing the mic shit like Major's

And if you ain't tryna put ya’ money where ya' mouth is, save it

Bet all of my mandem got work ethic

If there's a problem we work at it

Had the talent so man had to work with it now I move like I don't know what a break is

How could you break this?

Be I'm the gripping the game where you can't take it

Try just to take it

I might tighten my grip on the game till you can't take it

They all wanna be the center of attention

But ain't got nothing to say when they get it

I just don't get it, never fell in love with the fame it's the life we fell in

It was go in or be out with the felons

Now I'll have a rapper for breakfast

These lyrics coming like hard food, bite leave a dent in your dentures

Damn right I got 'em looking threatened

I pull the strings now why would you fret it?

Brand new year brand new adventures

Brand new day brand new endeavors

I ain't stepping with any half-steppers

Eff it that's just too much effort

I ain't got nothing to do with 'em

I hold everything against 'em

They can all work the 'gram

I could work out cerebellum

These man opposing are fruity, with nothing in they melons

Send shots I might write back, damn right I'm a little defensive

Send shots I might write back, damn right I'm a little defensive


[Chorus]

Long as they know it's over, long as they know

Long as they know it's over

It's over b

It's over

It's over b

Long as they know it's over, long as they know

Long as they know it's over

It's over b

It's over

It's over b