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ZULO
ZULO
Исполнитель
Zunaid Lombard
Zunaid Lombard
Вокал
Alex Duarte
Alex Duarte
Гитара
Chadwill Johnson
Chadwill Johnson
Бэк-вокал
David Piper
David Piper
Бэк-вокал
Elim Solomon
Elim Solomon
Бэк-вокал
Facu Rodriguez Borgia
Facu Rodriguez Borgia
Медные духовые инструменты
Joaquin Jardine
Joaquin Jardine
Бэк-вокал
Kivan
Kivan
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Zunaid Lombard
Zunaid Lombard
Автор песен
Sinovuyo Memani
Sinovuyo Memani
Композитор
Lamondre Van Stavel
Lamondre Van Stavel
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
ZULO
ZULO
Продюсер
Zunaid Lombard
Zunaid Lombard
Сопродюсер
Sinovuyo Memani
Sinovuyo Memani
Сопродюсер
Lamondre Van Stavel
Lamondre Van Stavel
Сопродюсер
Sxno
Sxno
Продюсер
Boydukes
Boydukes
Продюсер
Robin Kohl
Robin Kohl
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Watch out Ya, neh Devote yourself to the cause As we mourn the loss of your failure Water my garden The voice inside my head said fuck your feelings But I won't sell my soul, I'd rather feed it Outside my comfort zone That's where I see the changes That's when I start to grow Aye, ya, ya I had to learn that shit the hard way (yoh) I had to play the long game, that's waarheid Star sign, Michael Jackson (sho) Beyoncé Smell like koeksister Sunday Lil boy braces Always wanted to be the greatest I'm talking back when we wrote raps on pages Casually in my comment section ducking haters (voetsek) Gatekeepers on the other side of the cages Mm, check my moves, and my fit, peep my story You could never walk in my shoes or my sloffies And it's fake shoes, fake jewels, it's Jozi Champion Hard Bietjie toffee, mm Just shake them If they don't, then they won't, then we make them, mm Don't get left behind Water my garden The voice inside my head said fuck your feelings But I won't sell my soul, I'd rather feed it Outside my comfort zone That's where I see the changes That's when I start to grow Aye, ya, ya I know you feel like it's just not that deep (But it's deep) Ow! Jou ma se, ooh It's getting hot in here Plaster on my cheek Don't I look a bietjie kwaai for this? Gave my heart, soul and body, my whole life for this (Come now, ZULO) Riky died for this It's an eye for an eye, you'll go blind for this Fede, fede I'm way outta my budget Broke like Charlie Bucket Back in the Park, wanna rap like my big cousin Picture we just buzzin' (Come now, ZULO) Mm, check my moves, and my fit, peep my story You could never walk in my shoes or my sloffies And it's fake shoes, fake jewels, run Jozi Champion Boss Black Coffee, mm Just shake them They just act like they know so they weigh in, mm Please don't waste my time Water my garden The voice inside my head say fuck your feelings But I won't sell my soul, I'd rather feed it (For all I've sacrificed) Outside my comfort zone (It must have slipped my mind) That's where I see the changes (If heaven sends supplies) That's when I start to grow (My garden never dies) I know you feel like it's just not that deep (But it's deep) Ow! Jou ma se, ooh (For all I've sacrificed) It's getting hot in here (It must have slipped my mind) Plaster on my cheek (If heaven sends supplies My garden never dies)
Writer(s): Lamondre Van Stavel, Sinovuyo Memani, Zunaid Lombard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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