Class L.V. - Vybez, Pt. 2

Yeah yeah
Oooh oooh oooh
Yeah

I'm just tryna ride through the
City in the night time
Roll a couple L's up
Baby get the vybe right
Come with me
Come with me
I know it's been a while
Just pull up I got you
I know you stressed out
Just pull up I got you
Come with me
Come with me
I'm just tryna get the vybe right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get the vybe right
Yeah
I'm just tryna get my mind right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get my mind right yeah

Living life like tomorrow's not important
Shorty from L.I. look foreign
It's so fortunate
How we can change the weather
From winter to so gorgeous
Come back to the city
And ball like we ain't lost shit
Laying here lost in your beauty
Body flawless
All the dreams I had in my life
I never saw this
Fuck it we gon smoke
Till the nights over
Might blow a bill on tree
Ima high roller
Flight overseas baby
We can recreate those times
I wanna make it so that
Those who said "he ain't so fly"
Think of a private jet and
See me in that same G5
You that baddie makin niggas stare
Blowing Cali in the air
Vybing on another level
Dreaming of a better life
I used to play the park
In the hood every night
Smokin that exotic
Got me feeling like I'm takin flight
But I'm just in the telly
With a girl who wanna stay the night
She in love with this balcony view
Way I'm feelin I might
Fuck her on the balcony too
What happened last night
She don't regret it
It's cuz we livin young a reckless
While we're young and restless
Yeah

I'm just tryna ride through the
City in the night time
Roll a couple L's up
Baby get the vybe right
Come with me
Come with me
I know it's been a while
Just pull up I got you
I know you stressed out
Just pull up I got you
Come with me
Come with me
I'm just tryna get the vybe right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get the vybe right
Yeah
I'm just tryna get my mind right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get my mind right yeah
I'm just tryna get the vybe right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get the vybe right
Yeah
I'm just tryna get my mind right
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
Get my mind right yeah

Luxury Dreams
You know, nice cars, bad women
Big money
Now that's the type of vybe I'm tryna be on

Come with me, come with me
Ride along

Written by:
Blake Holland, Michael Vaivao

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