Post Malone & Jelly Roll Set Toronto Ablaze: Inside the Unforgettable Night of the “F-1 Trillion Tour”

When two of the biggest names in American music collide on one stage, magic happens — and that’s exactly what went down at the Rogers Centre in Toronto. On a warm night in June 2025, the crowd roared, the beats shook the ground, and history was written as Post Malone and Jelly Roll delivered a performance that was more than a concert — it was a full-blown, stadium-sized celebration of resilience, transformation, and raw musical power.

This night wasn’t just another tour stop. It was a homecoming of sorts — not for the artists, but for thousands of fans who’ve found pieces of themselves in the stories Post and Jelly tell through their music.

A Tour Like No Other: The Birth of a Musical Monster

Dubbed the “F-1 Trillion Tour”, the North American stadium run is a bold, genre-blending spectacle that marks a new chapter in both artists’ careers. Post Malone, the genre-bending superstar whose rise from SoundCloud sensation to Grammy-nominated icon has been anything but conventional, is using this tour to redefine what stadium tours look and feel like. Meanwhile, Jelly Roll, the Nashville outlaw-turned-Grammy darling, is riding a meteoric wave that proves vulnerability and authenticity are not just welcome in modern music — they’re demanded.

Their combined energy electrified the Rogers Centre, one of Toronto’s largest and most iconic venues, where over 40,000 fans gathered for what became a night full of unexpected moments, raw emotion, and stadium-shaking performances.

Jelly Roll: From Struggles to Stadiums

Opening the night was Jelly Roll — and he didn’t just warm up the stage, he set it on fire.

Bursting onto the scene with hits like “Son of a Sinner” and “Need a Favor”, Jelly Roll’s set was a gritty, heartfelt, and soulful journey through his trials and triumphs. With each note, you could feel the weight of his story — a former inmate and addict now gracing the stages of sold-out stadiums. Fans screamed every lyric, cried with him, and stood in awe of a man who once doubted he’d live past 30.

Highlights from his performance included a surprise acoustic version of “Save Me”, a track he originally performed with Lainey Wilson, and a shoutout to his wife, Bunnie Xo, who was watching from the wings and received a standing ovation from the crowd when her face appeared on the jumbotron.

“Toronto, y’all don’t know how much this means to a poor kid from Antioch, Tennessee,” Jelly Roll said, visibly emotional. “Every single one of you out there — you’re my people.”

Post Malone: The Rockstar Philosopher

Then came Post Malone, and from the moment he stepped out under the blinding lights, it was chaos in the best way.

Kicking off with his new rock-rap anthem “Chemical”, Post owned the stadium like a mad scientist in his sonic laboratory — bouncing between guitars, shotgunning beers, and belting out vocals that walked the line between heartbreak and rebellion. Clad in a black leather jacket and a grin that never faded, he sprinted down the catwalk, high-fived fans, and gave Toronto everything he had and more.

His setlist was a carefully curated blend of past and present. “Circles”, “Wow”, “Rockstar”, and “Sunflower” turned the stadium into a giant karaoke bar, while tracks like “Overdrive” and “Enough is Enough” showcased the deeper, more introspective artist Post has become in recent years.

He paused at one point, beer in hand, to address the crowd:

“I remember playing in bars with 12 people, wondering if this would ever happen. Now I get to do this with my brother Jelly Roll and 40,000 of y’all. I’m the luckiest dude on Earth.”

The Moment Everyone Waited For: Post Malone x Jelly Roll

If the solo sets were unforgettable, the duet between Post and Jelly Roll was the stuff of legend.

Midway through Post’s set, the beat dropped — slow, haunting, and unfamiliar. Suddenly, Jelly Roll reemerged from backstage. The crowd exploded as the two launched into a brand-new, unreleased collaboration, rumored to be titled “Scars and Stars”, a genre-bending anthem that fuses Jelly’s soulful country-rap with Post’s melodic alt-rock.

The lyrics cut deep — about pain, healing, redemption, and rising from the ashes. By the time they hit the final chorus together, fans were crying, phones were waving, and the stadium felt like one giant heartbeat.

Fan Reactions: “This Was Church”

The audience wasn’t just entertained — they were transformed.

Fans left the stadium visibly shaken, many calling it one of the most emotional concerts of their lives. “It felt like church,” one woman said. “Not the religious kind, but the spiritual kind where everyone’s hearts broke and healed together.”

Another fan posted on X (formerly Twitter): “Post Malone and Jelly Roll just delivered a masterclass in vulnerability. Never seen anything like it in a stadium.”

Why This Tour Matters More Than Numbers

While the “F-1 Trillion Tour” is breaking box office records and selling out arenas nationwide, its real power lies in something far deeper than charts or ticket sales.

It’s about transcendence. It’s about seeing two unlikely superstars who refuse to be boxed into a genre or identity — and watching them connect with fans not through perfection, but through honesty.

Post Malone and Jelly Roll are, in many ways, the anti-celebrities: tattooed, scarred, self-deprecating, and open about their mental health struggles. Yet, that’s exactly why they’re loved. They reflect back the messy beauty of being human in a world that often demands filters and fake smiles.

And nowhere is that more evident than on this tour.

What’s Next?

With more stops ahead across North America, including cities like Chicago, Atlanta, and Los Angeles, the “F-1 Trillion Tour” shows no signs of slowing down. Rumors swirl of a full album collaboration between Post and Jelly. Fans are already begging for it — and after what Toronto witnessed, who could blame them?

One thing is clear: whether you’re a die-hard fan or a first-time listener, a night with Post Malone and Jelly Roll isn’t just a concert.

It’s an experience. A reckoning. A celebration of every broken part we carry — and how music, somehow, makes us whole again.