[Intro]
Moms said they weren't for me (Adre, light 'em up)
Dark clouds, it got stormy
Why I ain't see the same smile way before I was Scorey?
Everybody say I'm him now, back then, this shit was corny
Hoes tryna have my kid now, she ain't used to watch my—
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Uh, locked in the trench, I got my feet wet
Huh, same blood as him, but I ain't bleed yet
They told me go chase my dreams, and I ain't sleep yet
Seen broski face on a tee, and that's when we crept
Don't bring up my opponents, he fake, he not my homie
She left my side, I'm lonely, took someone life, he haunted
He laughed at lil' bro homicide, that's when we got up on him
Ain't mean to leave you traumatized, but my heart is a goner
Popular, distant loner, two-faced or just bipolar
I wished you met the old me before this shit got colder
Hop out, it's fully smoking, now he say he the Smoker
He left shit dead, no joking, now he say he the Joker
Flame up automatics, I can't feel no love, I'm a savage
I got love and hate relationship with drugs, I'm an addict
Me and bro went everywhere, almost followed him to his casket
They gave Remmie twenty years, now I hit him up on his tablet, huh
[Refrain]
Moms said they weren't for me
Dark clouds, it got stormy
Why I ain't see the same smile way before I was Scorey?
Everybody say I'm him now, back then, this shit was corny
Hoes tryna have my kid now, she ain't used to watch my—
Uh, uh, used to watch my story
Uh, uh, ain't used to watch my—, huh

[Verse 2]
I'll walk, they flew past me
Came around, and they ain't dap me
I was down bad, they was laughing
But I'm up now, they unhappy
'Top 5', they ain't name me
Bro died, and they blame me
I was assed out, they ain't save me
We was locked in, what the hate be?

[Outro]
Huh, huh, damn, like, what the hate be?
Huh, damn, like, what the hate be?
Huh, damn, what the hate be like?
Damn, what the hate be like?
Damn, like, what the hate be?
Huh, huh, damn, like, what the hate be?
Huh, damn, like, what the hate be?
Uh, damn, like, what the hate be?
Huh, damn, like, what the hate be?