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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coely
Vocals
ALBI X
Vocals
Yann Gaudeuille
Keyboards
Niels Van Malderen
Keyboards
Filip Korte
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Coely
Songwriter
Yann Gaudeuille
Composer
Niels Van Malderen
Composer
Filip Korte
Composer
Boris Nzenza Dikelo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zander Macharis
Recording Engineer
Adam Lunn
Mixing Engineer
Frederik Dejongh
Mastering Engineer
Yann Gaudeuille
Producer
Niels Van Malderen
Producer
Filip Korte
Producer
Lyrics
That's right, I've gone cold
God by my side, now you know
Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low
Sliding through the backdoor
Run it up, on my own
Sorry, I don't run with you
I don't really care what the rest can do
Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
I'm back, back like I never left
Up the stakes, I can not relax, my son needs me to get that cheque
Life been tough, and a bit complex
God knows, had to break some sweat
I was about to 404 but in the end, I hit refresh
Shake it up, upper echelon, ain't fucking with average
Giddy-up make that horsey run, knock the opps out the saddle
Major key make it rattle, life been getting much better
Poppin like I'm Dom Perignon, until I be dead and gone
That's right I've gone cold
God by my side, now you know
Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low
Sliding through the backdoor
Run it up, on my own
Sorry, I don't run with you
I don't really care what the rest can do
Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
Run it up, now you know it
Sorry, I don't run with you
I don't really care what the rest can do
Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
Tozaki na sé, mais to bandi ko telema
Ba Lobaki hé, toko rater mais to mesana
Sikoyo Na yé, ba ko lenga Ba ko mbendana
Tika ko mbengua ngai, na Tala jamais sima
Now running it up, run it again
Maybe wrong, but till the end
We never fall, always on ten
Ball till we fall, that's to the end
Now running it up, again
Eza Albi, go tell your friend
You hate on me, don't make no sense
Pon de replay, press it again
That's right I've gone cold
God by my side, now you know
Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low
Sliding through the back door
Run it up, on my own
Sorry, I don't run with you
I don't really care - what the rest can do
Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
Run it up, now you know it
Sorry, I don't run with you
I don't really care what the rest can do
Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
Writer(s): Niels Van, Yan Karel, Filip Robert, Coely Mbueno, Boris Dikelo
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