Bright Lights

By Saud

On High Octane

Released on May 7, 2026

Thumbnail

Platinum chains and diamond rings

Cuban links won't set me free

Window seats & caviar

Got too high flew past the stars

Those bright lights still spell my name

But that love don't feel the same

Don't go back don't change a thing

But enough is enough

And I feel good

Good gracious, living and still faithful

Happy I'm still able, never had the silver spoon

Kept cutlery on the table, I still give thanks to my maker

The hunger just made me grateful

If they hate me tell 'em take a number

If they made me tell 'em makе another

Bet on myself and takе the over under

Chandelier tears from a Dalai lover

Sky scanner for a Bali summer

I get up when I get low, cause life owe me no apologies

My pain write the anthologies, I'm reading it like prophecies

I see it now, maybe clearer than it's ever been

The thoughts of never having it unsettling

Quick to sever ties with everything that I was settled with

Back when I was racking up my seven sins and boosting my adrenaline

Cutting out the noise like a surgeon with the medicine

I'm 'bout to go and go so I can redefine what heaven is

I just need a room where the views come with Venice in

A couple more zeros, my son get the inheritance

Platinum chains and diamond rings

Cuban links won't set me free

Window seats & caviar

Got too high flew past the stars

Those bright lights still spell my name

But that love don't feel the same

Don't go back don't change a thing

But enough is enough

And I feel good

See nothing here is fabricated

They watch my every move and everything is calculated

And I ain't the math type, but I could put two and two together

Formulating for better, should elaborate on four letters

Get it when I can dog and move with the times

See my pops always taught me make one move at a time

Used to roll down these window see these names on these signs

Used to dream about the day that I'll ever see mines

See we never had a chance in this city of mine

White collar, blue collar, always punch for the time

Know that shitty nine to five collecting pennies and dimes

Lil risk, lil reward cause the pension is fine

Now I'm calm sipping, I'm two stepping, I'm off rhythm

Both shows, Italian dinners and John Lennons

In the sticks with dress codes of white linens

Arab boy surrounded by all these white women

She wanted love but you know it came with time limits

Pipe dreams where I go and lay the pipe in it

Ring on me and I got it for a life sentence

Heart clean but you know I had to keep the vice in it

Platinum chains and diamond rings

Cuban links won't set me free

Window seats & caviar

Got too high flew past the stars

Those bright lights still spell my name

But that love don't feel the same

Don't go back don't change a thing

But enough is enough

And I feel good

And I feel good

And I feel good

And I feel good