Can't Hold Us
Tyler Ward Lyrics

Return of the Mack, get up!
The Mack is back; rise and shine!

What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't.
Defining it and what it does and doesn't do.

Looking for a better way to get up out of bed, instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit, get up! Fresh out, pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious. Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby. Sweater gang, nope, nope y'all can't copy.
Instead of just lying in bed and scrolling the internet, he wants to walk with pride and caution, like a mix of Rocky and Cosby, looking unique and stylish that nobody can copy.

Yup, bad, moon walking, this here is our party, my posse's been on Broadway, and we did it our way. Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it.
This party belongs to them, and they have been successful on Broadway. Writing well-grounded music with their souls poured into it.

Let that stage light go and shine on down, got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style. Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds, but I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town. Trust me. On my INDEPENDENT shit. Hustler, chasing dreams since I was fourteen with the four-track bussing. Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing. Labels out here, now they can't tell me nothing. We give that to the people, spread it across the country. Labels out here, now they can't tell me nothing. We give it to the people, spread it across the country.
He wants to be a beacon that shines through to the audience. Although money is important, his goal is more significant, to pass on the torch to his hometown, spread it across the country, and stay independent, hustling since 14. He has come so far, rising from the city with a backpack, now with labels unable to control them.

Can we go back, this is the moment, tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over, so we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us. Like the ceiling can't hold us.
This is an important moment; they will not surrender, and their hopes are high, so they raise their hands like there's no limit, like the ceiling can't hold them.

Now, can I kick it? Thank you. Yeah, I'm so damn grateful. I grew up, really wanted gold fronts, but that's what you get when Wu-Tang raised you. Y'all can't stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat, and I'm eating at the beat like you gave a little speed to a great white shark on Shark Week. Raw. Tell me go up. Gone! Deuces, goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl, she wanna see Rome. Caesar'll make you a believer. Now I never ever did it for a throne. That validation comes from giving it back to the people. Now sing this song, and it goes like. Raise those hands, this is our party, we came here to live life like no one was watching. I got my city right behind me. If I fall, they got me, learn from that failure, gain humility, and then we keep marching ourselves.
Can he get into the game? Of course! He is incredibly thankful and acknowledges where he is coming from. Raised on Wu-Tang music and aiming for gold beyond it, he wants to represent himself like a shark on Shark Week - raw, powerful, and energetic, now it's time to go up and leave. He aims to gain validation by giving back to the people who supported him, keeping his city behind him while living to the fullest, with the intention to learn and grow continuously from his mistakes.

And all my people say, hey, and all my people say, na na na na na na na na (it's alright) (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
He calls his people and motivates them with his music by making them say 'hey' and sing 'na na na' demonstrating it's alright.