World Series by Aaron Cole


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4 - Single by Aaron Cole

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World Series
by Aaron Cole

Album: 4 - Single


Verse 1: Kaleb Mitchell
I done been through the fire (Flame)
But I don't smell like smoke (Like smoke)
Grew up bumping Rakim (Shee)
Boy, I ain't no joke (No joke)
Sundown 'til the sun's up, I been steady running up the score (The score)
I ain't even gotta say it, they know where I'm from, y'all already know, yeah
I know He got His hands on me, uh
Started business with no degree, uh
Fresh out high school, straight to the league, uh
Satan blew a 3-1 lead

Pre-Chorus: Aaron Cole
Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs
Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs

Chorus: Aaron Cole
1 down, 3 morŠµ
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 morŠµ
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more

Verse 2: Aaron Cole
Can't go
Can't go back now
I gotta black out
God got it mapped out
I know we had doubts
But I got angels on my side
Keep on going, that's my type
'Til my momma got no sighs
I'm running on auto flight
PIcasso to hate
I gotta draw the line
Don't need money, I'm lit
This my God-given gift
Want my grandma walking again
So tell me why would I quit? Yeah

Pre-Chorus: Aaron Cole
Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs
Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs

Chorus: Aaron Cole
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more


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