Supply And Demand by K6_Music Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yh, my bars come froze, no Elsa
Yh I come fly like a plane, no Delta
And I'm dripping in sauce, I tell her
Might need to get yourself an umbrella
And she’s going all nuts for me
Chocolate darlin', call it Nutella
All I need to impress is a brush and a durag
Isn't that less than a tenner
I supply and demand the word of God
While chilling with all of the squad
That’s quads, yh bands of 4's
You could never catch us doing up odds
I don't chill with my guys a lot
Cah a lot of the time I'm on my grind
Focused on what I've been assigned
Cah I know it's soon my time
To step up my game
And shine my light
God gave me the sauce to share with the world
So you KNOW I'll feed you right
I won't feed you trap or drill
If gospel doesn’t appear in front
My sword of faith ain’t blunt
I'll use it against demonic hunts
And trust me, I never stunt
Anything I lay on a beat is faxx
That’s why I can make these tracks so easy
And why I seem so relaxed
Cah the flow that I drop is mine
I don't have to pay no tax or fee's
No fake news, that's not me
No CNN, nor BBC
I don’t copy them other g's
Yh I stay in the lane of me
And stay focused
Don't need coffee
Soo step correct to the beat
I'm stepping with sauce and heat
I'm stepping with red on my feet
Tobasco sauce
I'm stepping with Loubs and ease
Tobasco sauce
I'm stepping with Loubs and ease
[Hook]
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
Yh, in God I trust till the end
I don't need no knife for defence
[Verse 2]
(Oh my) It, it's K6 (six)
Switch up the flow
Like flip the script
Then turn the tables and spit
Got God on the block, the bibles twinning
Coming like something needs fixing
So he's building on faith, but the faith came weak
I'll get Bob to fix him
Damn it's a sticky one styll
No trap but I'm making k's
That's racks on racks and racks
And bills
Yh I'm doing up bread and wine
And I'm keeping that bread all holy
And yh that wine is red
But I don't rate Russ, no Holy Moly
Save man from shots, no goalie
I'm tryna save lives
Reciting the bible scriptures
Nah, it ain't rosy
And while I may get the Golden boot
My eyes are locked on that Trophy
You should've known better
All the "Opp Boys" are below me
I've said it before, I'll say it again
You know my face but you don't know me
[Hook]
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
Yh, in God I trust till the end
I don't need no knife for defence
[Verse 3]
I was in church, that's my rebirth
Now I'm at home, Bible research
Still step with my Timbs as well
(Yh I pray) Yh I pray for my bros of course
And extra prayer for the opps as well
Friday in church till Saturday
Swear we're fighting demons from hell
That's smelly socks when I'm on my knee's
But I still praise God for my g's
That was me and my g tryna please
That b, and I didn't fail miserably
Yh I got that Snap and IG, quick
2, 2 likes on her feed
She's asking for cheeky Nando's
Sorry b, you ain't gonna get that from me
I juss put you in my shoes
But we both know my shoes don't fit you
Yh they come to big, you can't
Walk it like you talk it so who loses
Well I know it ain't me cah I just stay winning
Meanwhile, you stay juss sinning
And I'm rocking the suits that are made of linen
You're doing up tracksuit riddim
[Outro]
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again
Yh, my bars come froze, no Elsa
Yh I come fly like a plane, no Delta
And I'm dripping in sauce, I tell her
Might need to get yourself an umbrella
And she’s going all nuts for me
Chocolate darlin', call it Nutella
All I need to impress is a brush and a durag
Isn't that less than a tenner
I supply and demand the word of God
While chilling with all of the squad
That’s quads, yh bands of 4's
You could never catch us doing up odds
I don't chill with my guys a lot
Cah a lot of the time I'm on my grind
Focused on what I've been assigned
Cah I know it's soon my time
To step up my game
And shine my light
God gave me the sauce to share with the world
So you KNOW I'll feed you right
I won't feed you trap or drill
If gospel doesn’t appear in front
My sword of faith ain’t blunt
I'll use it against demonic hunts
And trust me, I never stunt
Anything I lay on a beat is faxx
That’s why I can make these tracks so easy
And why I seem so relaxed
Cah the flow that I drop is mine
I don't have to pay no tax or fee's
No fake news, that's not me
No CNN, nor BBC
I don’t copy them other g's
Yh I stay in the lane of me
And stay focused
Don't need coffee
Soo step correct to the beat
I'm stepping with sauce and heat
I'm stepping with red on my feet
Tobasco sauce
I'm stepping with Loubs and ease
Tobasco sauce
I'm stepping with Loubs and ease
[Hook]
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
Yh, in God I trust till the end
I don't need no knife for defence
[Verse 2]
(Oh my) It, it's K6 (six)
Switch up the flow
Like flip the script
Then turn the tables and spit
Got God on the block, the bibles twinning
Coming like something needs fixing
So he's building on faith, but the faith came weak
I'll get Bob to fix him
Damn it's a sticky one styll
No trap but I'm making k's
That's racks on racks and racks
And bills
Yh I'm doing up bread and wine
And I'm keeping that bread all holy
And yh that wine is red
But I don't rate Russ, no Holy Moly
Save man from shots, no goalie
I'm tryna save lives
Reciting the bible scriptures
Nah, it ain't rosy
And while I may get the Golden boot
My eyes are locked on that Trophy
You should've known better
All the "Opp Boys" are below me
I've said it before, I'll say it again
You know my face but you don't know me
[Hook]
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
God did it before
He'll do it again
Yh his love is real, not pretend
He's mashing work in Heaven my friend
Yh, in God I trust till the end
I don't need no knife for defence
[Verse 3]
I was in church, that's my rebirth
Now I'm at home, Bible research
Still step with my Timbs as well
(Yh I pray) Yh I pray for my bros of course
And extra prayer for the opps as well
Friday in church till Saturday
Swear we're fighting demons from hell
That's smelly socks when I'm on my knee's
But I still praise God for my g's
That was me and my g tryna please
That b, and I didn't fail miserably
Yh I got that Snap and IG, quick
2, 2 likes on her feed
She's asking for cheeky Nando's
Sorry b, you ain't gonna get that from me
I juss put you in my shoes
But we both know my shoes don't fit you
Yh they come to big, you can't
Walk it like you talk it so who loses
Well I know it ain't me cah I just stay winning
Meanwhile, you stay juss sinning
And I'm rocking the suits that are made of linen
You're doing up tracksuit riddim
[Outro]
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again
Did it before, he'll do it again