Hazey Haze - Smirking Lyrics

(This goes out, this goes out)
Shouts to all the boys that used to laugh at me
Wearing dirty smirks on their faces while they're passing, see
All the work I put in while ye were half asleep
Now "when's the next show" is all they're asking me
Shouts to all the girls that stood me up for years
You made me think I wasn't good enough
Now you're at my shows with your man, wishing you could have f*cked
So I get my middle fingers and I put them up
Like B, everyday someone laughed at me, likely Imma say what I have to see
Imma classical rascal, bust a bastard's teeth in your daddy's car, you were passing me
People like ye could never break my soul, so give me the steering wheel and Imma take control
They say I couldn't do it, so I made it, so now they say "Hazey, bro, you're on the radio"
Turn that shit up and play it loud, sing my lyrics to wash out your mouth
For all the bad shit that you said about me, never doubt me, I'm forever rowdy
Getting cloudy with my day ones, getting mouldy every stage I'm on
Stepping around ye until I'm nameless, gone
Shouts to all the boys that used to laugh at me
Wearing dirty smirks on their faces while they're passing, see
All the work I put in while ye were half asleep
Now "when's the next show" is all they're asking me
Shouts to all the girls that stood me up for years
You made me think I wasn't good enough
Now you're at my shows with your man, wishing you could have f*cked
So I get my middle fingers and I put them up
Singing follow me, follow me, swallowing these colonies of wannabes
Honestly I don't want no apologies, no apology, just follow me, follow me
Shouts to the woman that said I wasn't good enough
I bet you're wishing that you never never stood me up
And now you're left talking about how good we look
And how much it f*cking took for us to get here
Oh believe I'll be self made
Drew the blue prints and templates
Who knew the new kids would soon say, soon say I'm the sensei
Let the mood fade, Haze, feng shui full of tense ways
With a red face stating statements in a stressed way about bein' raised in an estate
You're stuck in a cycle loop loop
You spend your life riding through
You're stuck in a cycle loop loop
You spend your life riding through
I'm doing this shit near a decade, ye're all f*cking amateurs
I'm Hazey in real life, and ye're all playing characters
You f*cking avatar, I'll batter you black and blue
Hack then use your Adam's app for food
You bastard, plastic fool, who the f*ck was f*cking asking you
I said who the f*cking, f*cking f*ck was asking you, now
F*ck all ye boys who used to to laugh at me, and f*ck all ye girls that stood me up
Yeah f*ck all ye boys who used to laugh at me, yeah f*ck 'um
Is mise, is mise, is mise Hazey...