[Verse 1]
Me and Jayce on this tour, no audacity
Feel the hype in the crowd, just max capacity
Got like 7 sum albums wanna make 10 more (more)
Called up j to cook, yuh he said “for sure”
Shit feels like we in mo city, the bitches going crazy
Late nights sleep we lackin, yeah they know we ready
They know we going hard as fuck, we getting hella litty
You know we ain't gon be stopping, just max capacity
[Verse 2]
Yeah, got max capacity in this hoe
Sell out shows, crowd wildin', I ain't tryna go back home (yeah)
Here on the stage with Gordo, me and him be extra flardo
Minimal to lose hеre cause when I'm gonе, I'm alone
30k in this place, hunnid mil from this tour
That's the case, that's my stay
That's the course, make some space
I never knew that I would get me in this place
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Max capacity in this building, we gonna go wild
Arena shaking but it pretty mild
Goin down the aisle
250k units per album, yeah that’s my style
Yeah yeah, fuck that
We always travel miles
Always changing up my sound, that’s all and about
Ranging from quiet to loud, I won gimme that crown
Play the 4 MB file, I’m tryna hype the crowd
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Doors open, crowd rush, yeah, the vibe too strong
Every night a different city, but the love stay long
Jayce hit the set, got the bass on blast
They ain’t ready for the heat, make ‘em step right back
Numbers going up, we don’t check the stats
We just work, no sleep, got no time to slack
Stage lights blindin’, but the vision clear
Told ‘em we was next, now the time is here
Ain’t no cap in the talk, we just live it out
Turned the dream to a run, now they count us out
Haters turn around, so then they see us now, they ain't playing now
They ain’t playin’ now, gotta let you know to never count me, Gordo out
Yeah, his debut go well, my debut go well
Improbable to probable, I got it now
Time to turn these lengthy dreams to reality
Went from no audience and it’s frequently getting loud
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Max capacity in this building, we gonna go wild
Arena shaking but it pretty mild
Goin down the aisle
250k units per album, yeah that’s my style
Yeah yeah, fuck that
We always travel miles
Always changing up my sound, that’s all and about
Ranging from quiet to loud, I won gimme that crown
Play the 4 MB file, I’m tryna hype the crowd
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
Max capacity, no audacity, max rapacity
Max diversity pulling up to our shows
Getting rushed all rapidly, that’s the sad of things, how its gotta be
Wish I had some time to be, I’d live more happily
In my car, peek the stars
Maybe let’s have a lil seminar
What to be? What to do?
What would people do as a fan of me?
Lucky me, lucky you
You get to experience this legacy
I don’t know, what to do
What if this really be the end of me
I’m feelin’ lost, I ain’t feelin’ free
Getting all the signs why it’s bad to be
Prosperity, popularity
Every single thing that I tried to be
Many pros and cons when you being me
Stress in your chest, this ain’t stressing free
Although I feel I’m in jeapordy
Would I rather stay or go there’s no priorities
I don’t got no priorities
Just tryna make a living out of fantasies
Showing the people some melodies
I tried to turn these dreams to reality
I’m getting fuckin’ tired, no energy
I keep on touring, not with my family
When I’m done workin’, goin’ back to them
But people keep on coming, there’s a line of em
It be throwing me off when people on
Got them complaining on waiting for too long
Am I falling off, am I doing something wrong?
Does my sound, does my lyrics, does the song sound off
Sometimes I feel like being unknown
Except I wanna have the shows I know
Papparazi losing my self control
When they come out, I wish I was alone
But I love the fans oh I don’t know
But I love the money and the love from the shows
Futuristic lights, the skyline glows
Artificial intelligence when you go
Still feel the rush when I hop on stage
When I play club bangers then people rage
Yeah you here the bass, the ground will shake
Nonstop flights touring out of state
Hologram thoughts, see the world in code
This big ass story that I wrote
Luxury whips, I don’t drive on my own
When the crowd goes home is when I feel alone
When I’m out all day, no time for me
My numbers keep on rising that’s the good of things
I’m tryna sit under a canopy
The building is in max capacity