[Hook]
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
[Verse]
Why the fuck am I caught off this bitch?
(I don't know man)
Dog, I couldn't lie, thought I was off of it
(Thought I was, man)
Swear I had enough but she just wouldn't quit
(She wouldn't, mane)
Thought she taught me love
But she just full of shit
You just full of shit
Had me in your palm
What the fuck is going on
Bruh, my pimping always strong
I could sense that somethings wrong
She done caught me with my guard down
I never been the type to fall, now
Every time she leave I call
How the fuck did I get hit, dog
[Bridge]
Now, I'm out of my mind
Out of my soul
Where did I go?
Ill never know
Ill never know
Now, I'm out of my mind
Out of my soul
Where did I go?
Ill never know
Ill never know
[Hook]
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
[Verse]
Girl, why you have nothing but time?
Why you care like you were mine?
Why do you call up my phone after nine
And insist that we talk for hours at a time?
Why do you worry?
Why you always in a hurry
Why you always talk about shit that don't concern me
It hurt me
I just wish you would prefer me
I just wish you would stop fucking with niggas that hurt you
I just wish I could take it back to days in the park
Where we leave before dark cause of curfew
I just wish I was thirteen
I wish that I never fucked with ol' girl
But I mean, you know you live and you learn
I'm just glad bridges ain't burned
All of these feelings I churned
[?] all your concern
I see that you open
I see its my turn
I just wanna pull up on you
Tell me, can I pull up on you
I just wanna buy a ticket and fly to the pacific with you
And end up somewhere in the heart of Tijuana
I wanna go where you wanna
Do all the stupid shit with you
These other niggas don't get you
And he [?]
I swear he don't miss you
But look who ain't with you
[Hook]
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
Money calling
Pussy falling
But through all that
Still think about you, you
Molten was produced by Zayd (Beatmaker) & Dutchboy.