Chipmunk
"Champion (Remix)"

[Verse 1: Chipmunk]
Team uk we on a mad ting
American girls they love my accent
Road man, rate me, affiliated for money
Yardie girls love me, affiliated with gully
Hot topic, I'm the one they wanna talk on
A thin line between love and hate is what I walk on
And every song I ever dropped was a right move
From the underground but came from the right too
You tryna blow your way over air (over air)
I'm putting power moves for the year
Type of idiot to hate before you hear
But even if you hating, it's nothing I got your ears

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm always pushing myself to the limit
Making sure I stay ahead
You made me who I am, from the words you said

Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
This gon' be the realest shit I ever wrote
Off the record, no camera's, forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I from Virginia where they hang n*ggas by a rope
I used to see my momma getting beat down!
Is that the real definition of me now?
I fell off, back on my feet now
Headed to the sky, can't even see down
Award shows, I poured my heart out
And people still steady tryna point my flaws out
And I'd be lying if I said it ain't get to me
But I'm a champion, legend, history

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Cole world
Young simba, story of my life
How to shine, put glory over ice
Rules made to be broken like an oreo in life
Uni-bomber, they thought I blew up over night (bomb)
Ups plus it down
While you bs, f*ck around
I took a dollar to the city of the dreams
Called up my homiez than I put them on my team
And so we paid
And now we out in London, oh behave
Cold world if you wonderin', snowy days
I made it through with no heaters, f*ck the leaders
When we starving they won't feed us
We don't need em'

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

[Verse 4: Chipmunk ]
Imagine you was the one, that couldn't get a look in
Couldn't get a booking
Couldn't get a push in when you needed a shove
Or your buttons they be pushing
So now they tryna shush him
It's only you believing in you
They turn you into a bastard than moment you rude
Attitude a little out of tune
But that's how champions move
Yeah so go and get it in sunny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky
So you gotta feel the hunger in your tummy

[Chorus: Chris Brown]