Lyrics Papaya - SABA

Papaya

I wanted you while you were
With your guy but that beside the point
The fruits of the labor, papaya
One day we’ll split the 'paya and maybe enjoy (Aw)
Your brown skin turns blue, under the moon
You know I don’t smoke, but you fired the joint
I just want to chill (Chill), with you
I ain’t got shit to do, I was hopin' you’d join (Aw)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)
I said that just my baby babe
While the clock go tick, flavor flay
Back when they offered me pay to play
Like, look at this long way we came
Some of the greatest turn Jay and Dame
And they split when the seasons change
But I know it won’t be that way
If ever I see the day you by my side like a pole
I see you in my peripheral
Albeit I don’t need no stethoscope
I’m tellin' you shit I ain’t ever told no one
I know you know me very well
And love you barely felt, before most times I’m fairly sure
We’ll end up in fairy tale
Tutorial, you’ll show me how, how can I be with you
Slide on the AM kick
Pinch me, I must be dreamin' still
If we gon' chill, I been in that corner, I’m spinnin' that wheel
You gon' come out when I text you, «I'm here»
Your boyfriend mad, now you here with the bill
I wanted you while you were
With your guy but that beside the point
The fruits of the labor, papaya
One day we’ll split the 'paya and maybe enjoy (Aw)
Your brown skin turns blue, under the moon
You know I don’t smoke, but you fired the joint
I just want to chill (Chill), with you
I ain’t got shit to do, I was hopin' you’d join (Aw)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)
Ayy, but I hope she don’t cat like Garfield when you get this invite
Love like gettin' hit with a semi
Don’t judge too much with the pen, right
'Less you by my side, then it’s alright
Had a few bros off of the insight
Know you dozed off after the midnight
I stayed up tryna wait for riplight
You went to bed, you ain’t even say goodnight (Hahaha)
But that’s my baby, like I’m ballin' though, young dumb and broke
Ayy, said that’s my baby, like I’ma claim her, like in that Maury show
Get that baby like on my way tonight, baby stay the night
I wanted you while you were
With your guy but that beside the point
The fruits of the labor, papaya
One day we’ll split the 'paya and maybe enjoy
Your brown skin turns blue (Blue), under the moon (Moon)
You know I don’t smoke, but you fired the joint
I just want to chill (Chill), with you
I ain’t got shit to do, I was hopin' you’d join (Aw)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)
Runnin' there don’t mean nothing (Mean nothing)