S.S.T.M Video (MV)

Everybody wanna be a rockstar
Everybody wanna go hard
Everybody wanna go hard, so let's go party in the star
Ayyy, okay, look
All my life I been tryna make a difference
Not flexing in a Benz that was rented for a video
I'm still rocking dirty vans going thrift shopping
I learned a long time ago it's not about appearance
It's about speaking truth in ya lyrics
Still consistent sparking interest yet sufficient, but explicit
So I gotta do it different, I don't need no interference
I'ma need some f*cking clearance, 'Cause this flow is so proficient
Mind blown outer-space, this is only brilliance
A different feeling have you levitating in the building
Wish I was kidding, but I can not plead the 5th
As I take another sip of the Gin before the party start
I can hear the bass in the speaker thumping hard
Cut the lights, strobe lights take away the dark
Left and right the ladies play they part
My fellas did the same
So now it's time we take the party to the f*cking stars
60 Seconds than we off to mars
Lights flashing, music bouncing off of every wall
We living life through the night, we get it
But we not coming back, 'Cause the party still on mars
60 Seconds than we off to mars
We living life through the night, we is in the stars
And we not coming back, why?
'Cause the party still on mars
We making movies cinematic, 3D fantastic
Added magic for the masses so sporadic
It's a habit, but it's also systematic that you have a good time
That's automatic, only good vibes
We getting loose as we free our mind
NO Social Media or Phones while you inside
It's project x, but we not Popping Pills read the sign
Only good drank, some dank so don't blow my high
You understand, the way lil baby move her body I can't comprehend
She didn't wanna come alone, so she just brought some friends
So now it's time to make my next move my best move
This a solo mission n***a, I don't need a wingman
For my wingspan, got me high up in the exosphere
Feeling like the man of the year, I don't need no cheers
As I'm nearing shawty she just throw is back, like a quarterback
But I have complete control, so you don't have to fear
All I feel is ass and vibrations bouncing off my inner ear
Now I'm lost in the sauce, plus I'm skinny and a boss
That's exactly how I pulled up the function anyway
As I pre-game in the '95 Honda Civic
Just knowing we bout to leave earth, taking off
But I gotta work in the A.M not taking off
I'm working hard, but I'm playing harder
You already know, sometimes you gotta get loose and celebrate
Lifting cups, doubled up, doubled back for some rum
We living life and having fun
We having fun
Yeah, Haaaaaaa
That's why the party is on mars
60 Seconds than we off to mars
Music bouncing off of every wall
We living life through the night
'Cause the party still on mars
Still on mars
We living life, we going hard
We going hard like some rockstars in the stars
We party in the stars, we in the stars
Why?
'Cause The Party Still On Mars
Still On Mars