My Feelings

You see this right here my feelings
My intentions is riches
I'm sick of tripping off bitches
Like KeKe do you love me
If not then im gone
Just don't call my phone
When i'm hot and blowing up
Never high won't slow me up
Cause I can't show no love
I might just go to the club
And throw a couple bands
Watch these bitches show me love
But is it really love
Man they do it for the check
None of these bitches real
Man I only want the neck
I ain't looking for sex
Maybe i'll leave the club
And stumble upon a girl
That could give me what I want
A women I can love
That's all I really need
She ain't focused on the money
She wear her heart on her sleeve
Promise we won't be apart
Until our bodies drop
And even after that let our souls keep having fun
But for now it's just a dream
Inside the mind of malique
What a scary place to be
Voices they talking to me
It's like my thought process
Is honestly non-existent
It's like my mind done took a trip and it ended up missing
I don't even know where to look
I guess it has been a minute
Since I looked inside of myself
Talking changes not just wealth
I'm living but life is hell
My father is in a cell
My mama ain't living well
My brothers are being killed by crooked cops
(Destroy the system)
Wonder if someone can tell me why they hate a nigga
I guess that ill never know
Emotions I never show
You blind to the violence that continues to grow
The sirens confuse me why am I feeling so low
My mind on the money but my pockets is low