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Opposite of Adults (Promo Only Clean Edit)

Aye yo I once was a kid all I had was a dream

Mo' money mo' problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up

Yeah I'm dope wonder bread we can toast

So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us

I once was a kid with the other little kids

Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild with us

Tell mommy I'm sorry

This life is a partyRemember you was a kid

Reminisce days of the innocence

Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me in 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 touch on all the pretty girls at recess

I'm at my peak yes, I won't leave yet

Serial style, cereal aisle need 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 y'all feel

I got the flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel

This is that good just puff it and relax bro

And you can get it free don't worry 'bout the tax though

And Xaphoone, thank you for the crack

But I play a Ron Bergundy I anchor on the track like thatAye yo I once was a kid all I had was a dream

Mo' money no problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up

Now I'm dope wonder bread we can toast

So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us

I once was a kid with the other little kids

Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild with us

Tell mommy I'm sorry

This life is a party

I'm never growing upCan I please get a little bit of knowledge

Somebody tell Roth that I don't love college

'Cause the real world's kinda like Real World

And it's drama so you are Svetlana and I'm just a rhymer

Swimmin' in the water tryin' to dodge the piranhas and fly to Bahamas

Pretty little momma, Chiddy in the spot

Where you at pretty lady show me what you got

They say why you rappin' for the kids for

I said 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

Let me get wit' ya, don't let the kid hit ya

I'm the photo album Valletta has, big picture

The rule is, the dude is, so up, so chuck I'm a cool kidAye yo I once was a kid all I had was a dream

Mo' money mo' problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up

Now 'm dope wonder mm bread we can toast

So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us

I once was a kid with the other little kids

Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild with us

Tell mommy I'm sorry

This life is a party

I'm never growing upAye I once was a kid all I had was a dream

Mo' money mo' problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up

Yeah I'm dope wonderbread we can toast

So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us

I once was a kid with the other little kids

Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild with us

Tell mommy I'm sorry

This life is a party

I'm never growing up

Songwriters

ANAMEGE, CHIDERA / BERESIN, NOAH / GOLDWASSER, BEN / VANWYNGARDEN, ANDREWPublished by

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