Artist: Chiddy Bang
Song: Opposite Of Adults
Album: The Preview
Year: 2010

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'The Preview' Track Listing:
1. The Good Life
2. Truth
3. Opposite Of Adults
4. Here We Go (Feat. Q-Tip)
5. All Things Go
6. Nothing On We
7. Bad Day (Feat. Darwin Deez & Theodore Grams)
8. Old Ways

Lyrics:
Hey, yo', I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope, Wonderbread we can toast
So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us
Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party

Remember you was a kid, reminisce, days of the innocence
Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me the images
Follow me, follow me, I'm the leader
And when I park cars I don't pay for the meter
I remember I was younger as a kid, it was the best
I used to touch on all the pretty girls at recess
I'm at my peak, yes, I won't leave yet
Serial style, cereal isle, I need's Chex
I can make these rappers run like a hard drill
Rock band show you how the guitar feel
And I could care less how ya'll feel
I got a flow that make a bitch do a cartwheel
This is that good, just puff it and relax, bro
And you could get it free, don't worry about the tax though
And Xaphoon, thank you for the crack
But I play a Ron Burgundy, I anchor on the track like what

Hey, yo', I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope, Wonderbread we can toast
So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us
Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party
I'm never growin' up

Can I please get a little bit of knowledge
Somebody tell Roth that I don't love college
Because the real world's kind of like Real World
And it's drama, so you are Svetlana
And I'm just a rhymer, swimmin' in the water
Trying to dodge the piranha, and fly to Bahamas
Pretty little mama, Chiddy in the spot
Where you at, pearl lady, show me what you got
They say, "Why you rappin' for the kids for,"
I say my clothes come fitted, the Lids store
This summer you can catch me on a big tour
I'm high grade, I think they need to quiz more
And let me get with you, don't let the kid hit you
I'm the photo album Valletta has, big picture
The rule is, the dude is, so up, so chuck, I'm a cool kid

Hey, yo', I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope, Wonderbread we can toast
So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us
Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party
I'm never growin' up

Hey, yo', I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope, Wonderbread we can toast
So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us
Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party
I'm never growin' up

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