Open Doors (Interlude)
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it, but now
Baby, I'm a sailor
'Rari outside
I see why
The fake love
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
I've been dreaming
Waiting
For love in my life
Now, she wants me
Needs me
Baby, don't lie
Just me
And you
I look into her eyes
'Rari outside tho
I'm still the same guy
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it, but now
Baby, I'm a sailor
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it
Why all the fake love
Why all the fake love
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it, but now
Baby, I'm a sailor
'Rari outside
I see why
The fake love
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
I've been dreaming
Waiting
For love in my life
Now, she wants me
Needs me
Baby, don't lie
Just me
And you
I look into her eyes
'Rari outside tho
I'm still the same guy
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it, but now
Baby, I'm a sailor
They open doors for me now
I turned the tables
Sex on the table
Prada on the label
Four albums in a raw
She asks me
Baby, are you famous
Haters in labor
I see labels coming
Your love turned into venom
You filled entire oceans
With it
Why all the fake love
Why all the fake love
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolò Bonvini
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