Ace Hood
Standing on the Mountain Top
[Chorus: Pooh Bear]
Standing on the mountain top
Counting all this money
Laughing at you haters
Ain't nothing gonna save you

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Yeah
Welcome back
Another small Buy
We global
Feel my pain

[Verse 1: DJ Khaled]
The internet can't deal with a n***a like me
Cause I keep it so hood, yeah I keep it so street
The industry hate but they gotta see me
Turn your TVs on bet all you see is me
Nah I ain't playing why you trying to blame me
Might as well hate the world instead of hating on me (Pussy ass n***a)

[Bridge: Pooh Bear & DJ Khaled]
And we taking over (Yeah)
One label at a time (Yeah, fuck n***a, yeah)

[Verse 2: DJ Khaled]
I need that clearance, feed me more
Come to think about it, you need it more
Uh, I am Miami
I do this for Miami
24 and 7 trays
Yeah, n***a we born and raised
TS, Joe Crack, we showed them
Damn right, I'm so conceited
I know it made you sick
Guess what, it made me rich
Shout out to all my DJs
Projects, I know you feel me
Thank God for rubber bands
Thanks for brown paper bags
Phantoms on paper tags
This one's for all the fans (We The Best)
[Chorus: Pooh Bear & DJ Khaled]
Standing on the mountain top (Yeah)
Counting all this money (Yeah)
Laughing at you haters (Fuck n***a)
Ain't nothing gonna save you
Standing on the mountain top (Yeah)
Counting all this money (Yeah)
Laughing at you haters (Fuck n***a)
Ain't nothing gonna save you

[Interlude: DJ Khaled & Ace Hood]
I Introduce you to
Ace Hood
Get em'

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Mo' money, mo' problems
They holler, I get 'em, I got 'em
I bought 'em Bugattis
The beast and I feast, from the bottom
The youngest in charge
Feed 'em heat with the teeth with the lava
Ain't stopping, I'm steady mobbing
Leave you inside of a coffin
Bitch I am Ace, that's the H to the double-O-D
And when you mention greatness, bitch
You better be mentioning me
And when you say the best
You definitely mentioning we
They said I couldn't do it
Proving them ludicrous n***as who doubted the music
They influenced and moved it through me
I'm Times 3, hit a fiend and it's deeper than me
Call me Young HOV they way I change and I bank on the beat
My abum coming, tell em pussies they staying asleep
It's G-U-T-T-A, I serve 'em as raw as the beef
My replication of this creature I mention it's me
My album dropping, see the dead will be living through me
That means greatness as Biggie and Pac deceased