The Rich & Aimless Lyrics

Lately I've been way less aimless, the young nameless

The young never gone claim stress

Cause shit get old, but I'm tryna be free

Tryna live every day for the better of we

But it truly gotta start with the better of me

Can't help those you want, if yourself ain't free

Can't help those who front, like they perfect, be

Like they never made mistakes, like they can't be beat

Never took no L's? No that can't be me

Cause I grew from them L's so I can be me

So I speak my life so candidly

Over can't be beats

Cause I can't be beat

At being me, no ya'll niggas ain't original

You all sound the same, it's so fixable

You gotta make your mark or you gotta keep digging so

The focus indivisible, gold in the visual when it ain't conditional

Cause we way less aimless, they can't tame us

The young lions ain't mane-less

We roam for the pride and we die no guess

If the cubs and the love still get to be blessed

Oh yes, no less, know we less aimless, they can't tame us

The young lions ain't mane-less

We roam for the pride and we die no guess

If the cubs and the love still get to be blessed

Oh yes, no less

My finesse stuck on cold, no less than bold

When a nigga get to old, no less than gold

That's the goals, hit the foes, no less, they fold

Laser-like, in control, no stress, composed

Still the same until it's gen with the wealth

And it's still the same cause the wealth is the health

Yes it's still the same, turn the health into help

Pay it forward man cause the help can compel

Future gens and descendants to win

Them defendants, no pin, no jail that's stuck within

The innocent men and women who tend to blend

When they story ain't told cause they ain't trending, that's them

Why they fade to black in the back when attacked

Why these kids ain't safe when at school with the pack

Changes they ain't make cause they slow to react

Crocodile tears on they face, seeing that

Is why I'm way less aimless, they can't tame us

The young lions ain't mane-less

We roam for the pride and we die no guess

If the cubs and the love still get to be blessed

Oh yes, no less, know we less aimless, they can't tame us

The young lions ain't mane-less

We roam for the pride and we die no guess

If the cubs and the love still get to be blessed

Oh yes, no less

My finesse stuck on cold, no less than bold

When a nigga get to old, no less than gold

That's the goals, hit the foes, no less, they fold

Laser-like, in control, no stress, composed