PARTYNEXTDOOR - Meet In The Middle

It’s my time ‘til February so we gon’ see
A lot of fake love, wrapped in heart emojis
Rick Owens, Prada jacket, so you know it’s me
Lost myself there for a second, took control of me

Women ask if I’m busy; I don’t make any time
Tell me what you want up front: I don’t waste any time
Wasted off champagne… but we didn’t finish
And that was first half; now we racking up the digits

I want the good things, better than the better things
Gotta be single, but my circle like a wedding ring
Trunk with the wedding band, we put a drum in it
If you talkin’ crazy, promise that you gotta come with it

Spent those Summers in LA, 4AM, I’m making ways
Busy saving money, you so used to saving face
I won’t make no more exceptions, plenty women wanna chase
Shotty on her nails so I could stay 

Long flights, long nights you don’t get to see
Been on a run so long I wanna sit and breathe
Want a seat at the table, cause you be spillin’ tea
I ain’t feelin’ y’all, don’t care if you not feelin’ me

We hit October shit is scary we not talkin’ Halloween
Another quarter on a wagon, cause we put it on a fleet
Close my eyes so long for someone that could never get no sleep
Say she wanna know my sign just so she could get a read

Dollar sign, baby you know I’m already GOAT’d
These verses water, when I’m on it then you know I floated
Just cause I’m smiling in these pictures it don’t mean I’m joking
Women I dated know it’s love like the U.S. Open

If my heart is in it, make sure that it’s never broken
Somebody sayin’ something? I don’t think I ever notice
Put in this work for someone else but you won’t get promoted
That’s why I’m moving on my own ‘cause we keep on rollin’

FAIR TRADE (ON THE RUN)

STATIC PRAYER” — STORY (MAYZON JARD’S POV / CONTEMPLATION & GRIT)

Static Prayer is Mayzon Jard speaking into the void—prayers sent through broken signals, unanswered frequencies, and glitching circuits.

Every verse carries the weight of endurance: the backroads he’s crossed, the mistakes he’s absorbed, and the hope that something unseen is listening. Gritty guitars and distorted beats echo like unanswered calls, while vocal inflections tremble between vulnerability and defiance.

By the final chorus, it’s clear: the prayer isn’t for luck—it’s for strength to keep moving. The signal may be static, but the intent is sharp, unwavering, and raw—Mayzon’s code of survival, transmitted through chaos.

Majid Jordan - Free (Us)

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