This bilingual hiphop track features musicians from 3 different places. Atlanta, GA, Miami, Fl, and Akron, OH. The 808's highlight the Guaguanco rhythm, and the saxophone arrangements root it all in its Cuban origin. Shake ya ass, make ya think!

Released July 23, 2021
Chris Suarez-Music
Floco Torres-Vocals
El Igor- Vocals
Steven Cervantes-Mix & Master

Banyan

I grew up on Marchmont ave round the corner from Mike D
It was me Javonn, Kayron Dayion & Khaaliq
Back around the time when the Griffeys got released
We put the basketball court up & was blocking off the street
Back when no one was a fan of the heat
Dwayne Wade could've played & we still ain't comin out before 3
and I would hate when them cats from other parks came to ball
cause it turned into a brawl
and if it's bout my Fam then my backs against the wall
I'm scrappin like ya transmission stalled or when you can't afford to fix your engine
decisions decisions I had the royal blue mike air Max & black & white Scottie Pippens
Philly girls rocked the micro braids
and that was back when I would typo age
on the blocks wit the 40's & new ports
Tim's & jean shorts/declining them weed shorts
these street lights gave me new life
I went in an adolescent and got reincarnated as a contestant of the

Summer time where the kids sleep
Summer time you lose all your sleep
Summer time where the kids sleep
Running wild in the streets
Saying gimme that run that shit
And I'm running around in circles
Losing my mind
Summer time and I'm losing my mind
It's hot as shit out here
Bitch

If you scared stay inside and protect yo name
These kids lookin for blood & what set you claim
Unc said don't condone but you still gotta listen
out for this transmission for you get caught slippin
too young to buy cigs old enough for ammunition
they'll empty the magazine I ain't talkin take the posters out
it's murders everyday not just the ones that Fox will post about
and you ain't seen nothing roll ya eyes and close ya Mouth
or end up on a t-shirt in memory of
these kids are bored and that's how they burn this energy up
you tryna play both sides you too gimmicky bruh
you either trapping or it's fashion ain't no mixing it up
The old G's I knew ain't Diddy bop in the club
a head mod while he tryna that tooly in tuck
and they ain't never glorify them long nights
told me I ain't belong get home & write this the wrong kinda life
finish school book a flight get money stay outta sight
you grind in the winter just to shine in the motherfuckin.....

Summer time where the kids sleep
Summer time you lose all your sleep
Summer time where the kids sleep
Running wild in the streets
Saying gimme that run that shit
And I'm running around in circles
Losing my mind
Summer time and I'm losing my mind
It's hot as shit out here
Bitch


Summer time when i first got to Macon
Supposed to be in the A but that's a different situation
so my plans to make noise regardless of ya ordinance
taking over this city is of level 20 importance
so I'm at this little rap & shake every night
Giving empty pounds knowing he ain't gotta dog in this fight
not a rapper in this room got shit for me
tried to give me the cold shoulder till radio got hip to me
hold on I told my secretary to get a list for me
I did hot like the sum beastie flow
runaway girl peace leaving & asshole
Catch me was a sleeper and you already know
Cherry Street still get me play all over the globe
just when you may have thought the curtain was closed
without you was in a movie
Suburban got em movin
still tryna clear that sample on Sock it to ya
but if not we hit the booth and do what we gotta do
you stuntin on me now but holla by next June in the

Summer time where the kids sleep
Summer time you lose all your sleep
Summer time where the kids sleep
Running wild in the streets
Saying gimme that run that shit
And I'm running around in circles
Losing my mind
Summer time and I'm losing my mind
It's hot as shit out here
Bitch

Floco Torres - STWTKS (Street Lights 2) Feat Infinite Quest

Produced by Shawty Slim

It's the groove the feelin you gotta move with it
If you don't know what to do with it
Let me show you what to do with it
Tell me how you feelin now
It's the two of us here body to body
Dinner at Zest the hotel Juliani 
I let you walk ahead while we comin through the lobby
I wanna spin you around me then pull you in close 

Tell me that you
Tell me that you love me baby
Or I don't have to ever know
Tell me that you 
Tell me that you need me baby
Or I don't have to ever know

It's the groove the feelin you gotta move with it
If you don't know what to do with it
Let me show you what to do with it
Tell me how you feelin now
Living better that's the best way to put it
Came a long way from that small square footage
Drinkin all night comin up the stairs almost lost your footing
Caught her got my hand on her bosom and I ask her

Tell me that you
Tell me that you love me baby
Or I don't have to ever know
Tell me that you 
Tell me that you need me baby
Or I don't have to ever know

You used to tell me that we made it before we got this way
Now that we're hear baby I just want you to count the ways
That you love me, that you want me, that you need me
Or I don't have to ever know

Last night in paradise
Tryna make sure we do it right
Dinner by candlelight
On the balcony
Got ya favorite bottle ready bartender bring it out for me
We make history when the glasses clink
She twist hair behind her ear
She said it's one thing she's got to hear 

Tell me that you
Tell me that you love me baby
Or I don't have to ever know
Tell me that you 
Tell me that you need me baby
Or I don't have to ever know

Porsche EP

Floco Torres - Tell Me feat. Charles Davis

Welcome the boys back home
They been gone to long
They been away too long
Aren't you glad they're back home (3x)

Clear the runway lady 
I been gone 5 or 6 Sundays maybe
Every other trip I get more and more famous
You should already have dinner on the table
Call the Mayor and tell him we should throw a parade
We never ever talk about the city in vein
We tell em where we're from and they call it the A
That's the gift & the curse when you live in GA
Bought another suitcase cause I did a little shoppin
Rather get it custom than to get what they been rockin
Please don't inform me bout none of the local gossip
I already know that they aint shit
Why would I think it changed in about 1000 hours
No reason for being modest 
We been puttin on exactly how we promised 
Get the bottles and pop em
I think it's time that you 

Welcome the boys back home
They been gone to long
They been away too long
Aren't you glad they're back home (3x)

A lot of niggas tried to enlist but we got drafted
Cause the flow cold like the back of the cabinet
The cops still tryna put us all in a casket
And we just tryna take the new single to the masses
Things change when you start catchin flights
And they noticed that you aint hanging round on most nights
They don't know what to say when you walk into the room
The only time you got to leave the city was ya honeymoon
It's all cool let me see the pictures
Selfie with ya wife in ya room at the Hilton
Couple fake smiles then I'm out with the quickness
Before they talk about race again
It's really only cause I'm they only black friend
It's like the whole culture I gotta defend
Same ol same every time I'm back
That's why you'll always find me where the whiskey's at
When it's time to 

Welcome the boys back home
They been gone to long
They been away too long
Aren't you glad they're back home (3x)

Floco Torres - Back Home

I wasn’t really into cars, until I turned 7
I seen my first Porsche 911, the seats was all leather
The lights popped up, it had a glossy red paint
The driver was getting out to fill up the tank
He must’ve been a stock broker
We never get see cars like this close up, unless it’s on a poster
Or the old heads pitching bass like they throwing speakers
The seats in our car felt like the gym bleachers
I said, “Ma, i’ma get a car like that, & take out a pretty girl that I like in my class”
She just laughed, she knew I had a wild imagination 
And deep down inside I think she knew I wasn’t playing
I’m in the back thinking bout how fast it goes
Driving through the neighborhoods where all the gates is gold
Out on the open road that the cops don’t know
Looking at the countryside full of cows & goats
What’s the point of having dreams of a Nissan
Looking like a soccer mom, headed to the field on Friday
I want a car that makes me feel as cool as I am
Back when they used to say, “Niggas cool as a fan”
Gotdamn

[HOOK]

We’re just rollin, No cares on where we’re going 
Hopped in the car, wasn’t sure where we	headed
I just copped the Porsche 911
I just copped the Porsche 911


[Verse 2]

I’m good money now, i’m a conscious Curren$y
Just got back from a 10 city journey
Where they know every word to the songs I write
I even had my parents come to a show one night
But I turned into a dude that really misses his car
I’m ready to gas up and just drive
I get back home, start the whip, back out and make a right
The golden gates open and I tell the guard, “Hi.”
I let the top down speeding through these winding roads
Couldn’t be a nicer day if the sky just spoke
Rode past a little farm with some cows & goats
Pulled in the gas station next to an SUV
The sliding doors open as I get out
Two kids & a soccer mom start to get out, a boy & a girl 
The little boy walked over and asked, “Hey mister, how’d you get a car like that?”
I just smiled, the mom tried to apologize
I told her that it’s cool as I leaned down to him
I said to him, “All you gotta do is believe. Don’t let nobody tell you bout what you can’t be.”

[HOOK]

We’re just rollin, No cares on where we’re going 
Hopped in the car, wasn’t sure where we headed
I just copped the Porsche 911
I just copped the Porsche 911


Floco Torres - 87 911

Here's the plot to your worst nightmare
For anybody that figured you wouldn't ever get it
They asking for a picture why fabricating depictions 
On some how we all used to be cool shit
I would beg to differ
I aint gotta beg for nothing
The universe been tryna tell me something
I feel like everybody tryna sell me something
I been in a zone with nobody to cover
I'mma small town hero
I hit the big cities and compete with the best come back home and drink whiskey
Still humble enough to have a beer wit you
And listen to you tell me who to put on a song
Or what type of song to make so I really get on
When I do I'll get called some type of corporate pawn
Congratulate me being on the board at all
I keep letting the local shit get to my heart
Ya mixtape was free and aint nobody want it
I always get the girls that you lame dudes wanted
The credit that I think I deserve don't even matter
The people that I'm wanting to give it don't even matter
Cause Lauren Hill told us that nothing really matters
I wish I wouldve listened to her before I started rappin 
I'm still in this bitch
Shout out to B.O.B cause that song just went platinum
It shows me it can happen
Gimme everything that you think you got
When you punch yaself out I'll be in the same spot singing (2x)
You hear them shots ringing

No matter how hard you try you can't stop me now (2x)

The little engine that could realized that he can in fact
So all you see now is bodies laid out on the tracks
A wise man told me don't believe my own hype
Then he tried to sell me his mixtape
Homie I been great nothing less
Good things take time like a stolen Rolex
I'm tryna keep focus like Margot Robbie
So I'm not stoppin 
I'm not coppin none of the bullshit yall droppin 
A couple years ago some kats was riding wit me
Till they realized I became competition
Corporate folks jackin our slang that we taught em
And tried to use it on us selling refurbished products
Everybody talkin revitalization 
But can't name a business on the block they pavin
Of course I can name drop better than you
What's the point if I'm already better than you
Who else you know create with no budget
One hand on my luggage
The other hand leap froggin the crabs in the bucket
Put my name on ya project it increases the buzz like bad cables
Ask me why I'm not more famous and I'm cussin you out
You not understandin what the fuck it's about
It's not about the money it's the game between people
It's not how you met me but it's all on how I leave you
You can kill a man but his spirit is the key
There's nothing on this earth that can drain me of my energy
Running with myself so we'll never be even
I'mma make hard for some of yall to sleep this evening

No matter how hard you try you can't stop me now (2x)

Floco Torres - Can't Stop Me

Produced by Shawty Slim

Fell in love during the summer
Mom's a lover Pop's a hustler
So no wonder I'mma lover and a writer
I was a bright eyed kid with no prior
Record or records to push
Around the time nobody wanted to have a regular look
We all wanted to be from outer space
Maybe subconsciously we all knew the planet's almost done anyway
I'm just tryna dodge my thoughts of cemeteries
I only said I'd stay down here till February
Some of the best situations seem temporary
It turned out great, they think I'mma visionary
I'm really just the man with the balls to care
A big heart and some curled up hair 
Baby it's a big world out there
I wanna see it all then maybe I'll come back to you

Always been hungry for success
But we live in a greedy society so sometimes you gotta look past your belly and find yourself
You might be a dick and don't know it
Sometimes I cared but can't show it
I thought we agreed on where it was all going
You started making lofty promises on how we would live
I went along with it to save face
And made you an anthem to play
We still reminisce about it to this day
But it wasn't enough
It's like the only way to be happy with you is wait around for you to catch up
And that ain't love
That's staying together for cheap rent
Stuck on the old days that came and went
Life has a way of showing you who's who
So no matter where I go it always comes back to you

I put my life on the line so we could all get some
You put ya life online so you can play the victim
Funny that the artist who originally made this
Said don't become a bass in a city full of bait fish
You encouraged me to take chances
And now that I'm taking another one you seem antsy
Not to mention for the work I do
All the kats that tried to play me I feel are
I know that I'm different
I know I might of had a little too much whiskey
I thought that I was making a difference and maybe I was
Maybe this a break and it's not a full break up
I just wanna feel like the time we spent was never wasted
They want me to bad mouth I still never say shit
We're both better because we met
I hope all these memories you never forget

Again

You!

The "again" EP was produced by Shawty Slim (Track 5, Age Of Comfort produced by Floco Torres
All songs written by Floco Torres (Track 8, Charles Joint co-written by Charles Davis)
Artwork by WrathWorks
Recorded at Focus Week Studios & the Akron Library in downtown Akron OH
Mixed by JAQUEBEATZ
Mastered by Floco Torres & Landr

Thanks for listening. - FT

Nobody Knows

Produced by Shawty Slim 

Hol Up 
Wait a Minute

I pull up like I had my pants sagging
Trailer hitch drag a band wagon
Last year you were chin wagging 
This year it's all hand clapping
That's cool just
Make sure you pay your tithes cause 
You're in the presence of a God
Ooohh I remember you was taking shots
But I bet I couldn't pick you outta lineup
All of you look alike 
She gave me the thumbs up
I could publish a book of likes
With all of your problems
All of your comments 
And all of the gossip 
But none of it puts money back in the pockets of people who need it
N*****  aint real they reaching 
This is that hoodie and Timberland season 

Hol Up 
Wait a minute 

They may never understand this
I might have to underhand this
One day you'll get that we all broke 
When you see what a grand is
Yea I still want a Grammy
So don't ask where the band is
Took the players we was handed
Became the back to back champions
I do not need your opinion
Save it for the internet
My prime is my bartender
I still haven't hit it yet
I'm always gon be a threat
I take comfort in knowing that
I'mma be tight in the end
I'm Witten and Novacheck 

Hol Up 
Wait a minute

Hold Up

Hold Up feat Shawty Slim

Been on the road since 15 
Tryna find my way to the big screen 
Follow the face on the big screen 
Cold Stares 
White teeth 
Don’t mind me 
I’m just praying to God that we can see the God in us 
With that came more war and more antennas 
I hope one day we discover its more in us 
Before the planet tries to end us 
Someone send us a piece of mind 
I hope we all get the moment to shine 
And in that moment I hope find 
That the light we seek is divine 

We’re all chasing stars (4x) 
Open your eyes so you can see a star baby 
Open your eyes so you can see the stars (4x) 

Told me that I’m on in 15 
Take another shot of the whiskey 
Follow the face on the big screen 
If you are, what you say you are 
Then you better wear your shades 
The audience here can burn holes with a gaze 
A PR nightmare is one call away like Chingy and them 
Play nice or you’ll never get booked again 
It’s a million other folks dream just like you 
The business is selling them, not bout em coming true 
Damn the message inside is priceless 
You can run for your life or run for the mic cause 

We’re all chasing stars (4x) 
Open your eyes so you can see a star baby 
Open your eyes so you can see the stars (4x) 

We’re all chasing stars (4x) - Thomas Young 

Open your eyes so you can see a star baby 
Open your eyes so you can see the stars (4x) 

We’re all chasing stars

04/12/2018

Star One Feat Thomas Young

Tell you really what's going on 
Feelings of falling off but holding on for dear life 
Like I wrote a letter to it professing all of my short comings 
I've had my share but nothing Columbus Short 
No comparisons of struggle just an observation 
I never took solace in violence on the streets that raised me 
I never put stock in people that promise to pay me 
I catch myself staring at my phone a lot lately hoping that you 
Down like I thought you would eventually 
I'm well aware of what's in-store for me 
I'll leave the door open so you keep taking more of me 
As you slowly chase your way back to your origin 
Cause it's easier to fill the void 
Without addressing all the noise 
If I'm honest I saw it all before it 
Came to fruition 
Sort of a premonition 
Uncontrollable hustlers ambition 
Gotta drawer full of some drive's from Sandisk 
At this point I wonder what I'm capable of 
I look up to my idols 
But I don't wanna meet em 
It's cool till you grow up and they know that you can beat em 
They jack ya style just to sell a couple songs 
You noticed they was washed all along Dear Mama why you 
See the good in folks 
I'm hoping that you just absent minded 
Not taking advantage of my kindness 
You don't know where I come from 
I've got favors to call if we really is on one 
Just get back to the music 
I'm praying everyday there's a reason that I do this 
If I'm just another kid chasing false dreams 
I'm asking that the Lord gives me strength right before he bout to

Free Black!

Let Me Down Easy! (Produced by HR3)

Free! (single) is the first release from Free Black! forthcoming second album in 2020

Free as the color of my skin its love to all my people 
Free as the feeling and ability to drop the ego 
Free as the life you live when time is something less than we hold 
Free as the limits and how far we can go 
I aint a freedom fighter I'm just seeking brighter days 
Just hope you heed these bars and catch yourself a lighter case 
I aint never been cider based or easily swayed 
Somewhere between Sway not having the answers for Kanye 
Mixed with Benny & Conway 
Quick to address your character like cosplay 
Swear so many people out here searching for prom dates 
But won't pom pom for they own sake 
We're here to make the people feel 
Higher than Brittany Newsome on a flagpole 
Expose America's contents of its bathrobe 
From tadpole to adolescent to assholes 
Depression rabbit holes looking for reasons to get 
Like a drone above my enemies homes we get 
Was never sly around my family stone I can't lie 
Say hi to the neighbors I gotta see the world 
In every city they gon need an FT referral 
HR on the pearls so get aware 
You asking if I'm free and I said 
Free as the color of my skin its love to all my people 
Free as the feeling and ability to drop the ego 
Free as the life you live when time is something less than we hold 
Free as the limits and how far we can go now get em

Free!

I didn't hear you on purpose

Relocation (theme)

No more free shows
My debt to society was paid
Who you know been facilitating for a decade
Trappin out my corner I been tagging every corner
Like Keith Haring in the subway back in the day
You can see my influence in the moves they make
I should have a trippe double off the shots they take
Making niggas on the bench feel like they played
You been in ya jumpsuit since opening day
My energy is Hov in every picture with a rapper
They crowd ya space so they can say they knew you after
Pick ya brain so they can see who you after
Alliances built they move the ladder from the scaffold
The higher you climb the worse it gets
The bigger the bag the purse gets gripped
A little harder/I'm sure that the budget is low
So that's why I came in from the door it's no more free shows

NO MORE FREE SHOWS

Say it again so I can hear ya
Play it again so I can feel it now
We started to bubble and couldn't simmer down
Part cynic stark finish put my all into my penmanship
I Don Lemon'd my platform
To validate the tickets for trains of thought I wrote my raps on
Learned to make a dollar chaturanga to 1,000
Joe Tribbiani poppin bras under blouses
Yall blamin famous women for the shots that you bricked
But not your time in the gym
Oh yea these times gettin grim
They label you an opp if you aint operative
In helping they facade to impress the folks they following
Couple ideas bigger than your ideology
Wait a couple years for my Kyrie apology
Synchronized swimming routine through your wave
I heard all of the reasons on how we should play the game now

Say it again so I can hear ya
Play it again so I can feel it now
We started to bubble and couldn't simmer down
Public opinion shifted left and then you're finished now
Data breach now they're peaking through ya black mirror
Liking pictures of the last Jenner
Stage jitters disappear on Twitter
Your keyboard deserves royalties nigga
Split decision on your timeline
Daylight Savings Time the span of my career
Either early or too late to give a fuck and that's sincere
Nasty Nasir my energy for all eternity
Maria Kondo'd my closet and all my furnishings
I'm more Oak Pubs with 12 taps
Show me a good time I promise I'll be back for ya
Missionary brown skin on brown skin
She tell me that she like it, she tell me that she like it and I told

Say it again so I can hear ya
Tell me you love me so I can feel it now, now

Sayitagain

What if we never go home
And this is all that we know
What if we lost our control
And just let all of it go

We ain't really know how far we was
Till they realized this affects all of us
Truth be told no I ain't never been a home body
I make a home in every city like a father in the sixties
We all family now/So we gon break bread like Jesus now
Then change locations to match with the seasons
Who wouldve thought things crumble this easy
What if we said what we all thinking right now
What if you told em how you feel just one time
All the things never said get in one line
And we gon figure this out before sundown
Tryna release all control
So everything isn't so uncomfortable
And soon as I can Imma hit the road
In search of a space we can all call home

What if we never go home
And this is all that we know
What if we lost our control
And just let all of it go

We ain't really know how hard it was
Till every home turned into offices
And truth be told we all prolly had a drinking problem
But now its justified just call it a sign of the times like Harry Styles
Iso in the stores they been clearing out
And if you ain't heard these times is uncertain
Only cause they said in every single commercial
Either the writings on the wall
Or the writers is more boxed in than before
Remember when ya Mom said it wont take long
This was before all of the kids had phones
You just wanna get back home
Kick it with the homies for the street lights on
And they cant tell you when its gonna be over sit tight now
I want the days where we got it all

What if we never go home
And this is all that we know
What if we lost our control
And just let all of it go
credits

Written, Produced, Engineered by Floco Torres
Additional vocals by Hannah Shaw

Homecoming

Homecoming Feat Hannah Shaw

Dont let the horns fool you, this ain't no jovial shit
Propose a toast while I'm holding my dick like Slick Rick in 89
The older and the colder I get
Let's differentiate what u n i on this ain't no Soviet shit
I ain't a traitor but my traits can sway the vote in this bitch
Frank Lucas with that hat & mink coat in this...ah I'm on another level
My whole life in transition
So it's hard for you to pander even through a pandemic
Grandpops laid bricks that's my foundation
So if you understand that, you'll understand why I'm ready to throw bricks every time they shoot another nigga
Not to mention my parents introduced me to addiction
Used to bottle up the pain back in dire conditions
And I dye my hair now cause I can die any minute
Rode a bike to the party still got the most attention
Snap a halo in half that's how quick they startin switching

Dont let the horns fool you

Dont let these songs fool you
They ain't as nice when the pressure is on
Talk crazy then they wanna resolve it
My egos cautious
I hate wearing shit that I just caused
Cause I get checks signed but I can make em dissolve
Thanks for coming to my TED Talk circa 2012
I only know the wins cause I took a lot of L's
I only know its bullshit when thinking to myself
You couldn't read the room how you reading to execs?
Doing sets from the gym to the venues
And having sex from the kitchen to the living room
I'm talking access and ownership
I'm talkin making ya money & not saying shit
We need to normalize moving in silence
And remember everyone in here came wit a bullshit bias
We only brought the band cause the bands increased
But you gon still get these bars and beats so please dont let the horns fool you
credits

Written by Floco Torres
Produced by ZOD1AC
Artwork by Floco Torres
all rights reserved

Don't Let The Horns Fool You

Written by Floco Torres
Produced by Egan Ammerman
Mixed/Mastered by Egan Ammerman
Artwork by Floco Torres

I'm being too hard on myself
I never could ask for your help
Now that I been focused on self
It's like everyone's asking for help

I'm settled in but I never did settle
They sippin on tea & I refill the kettle 
Just let em talk, that's all they gon do
Get an ear full
If you aint tryna elevate the culture what you here for? 
Actin Ludacris, that's a move bitch
If you aint in it for the movement
Kats aint sold 100 records but they talkin like they makin a homicide
These gray skies got me feelin alone
These gray skies uh

I paid dues, I paid tithes
You played tough and you played God
Told me to think on the safe side
I was doin 90 up on 85
I'm loyal to progress
Tryna open the hydrants
I trust the process I am Joel Embiid
I just gotta prove it when I'm back on my feet
Are they jealous of me
Or they realize it's something they never could be
Dirty shoes on my feet
But I just made a thousand 11 to 3
You're missing the point

I'm being too hard on myself
I never could ask for your help
Now that I been focused on self

Gray Skies

Operations Feat Floco Torres - Gray Skies

Written by Floco Torres
Produced by A.P.C.Q.
Artwork by Floco Torres
Engineered by Akron Recording Company

You never seen a mothetfucker like me
Too high to sight see/Hear em talk spicy but ya threats dont mesh with ya contacts
I'm from a culture of combat/We learned to raise hands outside of ya classrooms
And some urban legend written in some tattoos
Know the difference between that's just life and bad news
Put em under pressure and you'll learn who to choose
The resume speaks like a conference at Noon
Prestige, set seas when we arrive
All these waves are the same till the climate change
And we don been around since the Drama raid
The game is survival
No more rants (Morant's) from anybody who has yet to win a title
Sold out the venue they use for recitals/Locked all the doors then we came in with rifles

These the last days of you talkin to me like you dont know me
These the last days of you talkin to me like you dont owe me
I been around and imma keep pushing till I'm in the ground

This ain't just rap this a controlled substance
If I dont know nothing else I knows how to hustle
Magnum opus, fuck who opposes
turned a dollar to a 10 year focus
down 5 but we got up 6
Motivated by the dreams we ain't caught up with
100 thousand dollars is a weekly conversation now
Not bad for a kid from South Jersey huh?
Taurasi flows
My retrograde is 4.0
So many suns Imma planet unknown to ya white coats
Show em Magic and they'll try to find a white hope
Front page we ain't entertaining side notes
In person experience and novels
You should shut the fuck up for no other reason than we dont wanna hear ya
Speak on paygrades that are nowhere near ya

These the last days of you talkin to me like you dont know me
These the last days of you talkin to me like you dont owe me
I been around and imma keep pushing till I'm in the ground

Last Days

Written & Produced by Free Black! 
Artwork by Floco Torres

Outta my mind I jolt
The whole damn country got jokes
So I dont have the time to stand and play around with ya
They left us all on our own

You playing with the money I'm owed

Living through an outta body experience
Watching the mismanagement of grown men who think
A miss managing would complicate things
You played yourself like Khaled in the Race
Trappin harder than a college team
Magna Carter Holy Grail track 16
Make a dollar stretch out the hamstrings
That's what you do when never really had things
Or your dreams didnt seem like career paths
How did we get here? Like a condom on a clear path
Or a kidnapping after tear gas
Do you remember all the things that you said last?
Dont be another headass with his ego in his wallet
Cause when it's no deposits you gon see the real meaning of equality
And I dont think you like that

Outta my mind I jolt
The whole damn country got jokes
So I dont have the time to stand and play around with ya
They left us all on our own

Outta my mind I jolt
You playing with the money I'm owed
So I dont have the time to stand and play around with ya
They left us all on our own

Don't Play Around!

Free Black! - Don't Play Around!

Lyrics: Floco Torres & LuvAbstract
Composer: Floco Torres
Producer: Floco Torres
Co-Production: James Harker
Artwork: Floco Torres
Engineering: Akron Recording Company

Don't Go feat. LuvAbstract

MLK once said that “we must accept our finite circumstances, but we must never lose infinite hope”. This sentiment rings especially true for Ohio-based artist Floco Torres, whose struggles earlier in life have paved the way for the deeply personal, grounded, and motivational lyricism that has evolved into a robust career in hip-hop.

Citing influences from the likes of Jay Z, Biggie, Lupe Fiasco, Kid Cudi, and St. Vincent, Torres' sound is a collation of the old school boom bap hip-hop sprinkled with pop and indie influences. Both lyrically and emotionally, his music pivots around themes of motivation, faith, and resilience, drawing on his struggles with homelessness in his teens and his upbringing around addiction. With intricate flows and deeply relatable wordplay at the very core of his sound, Floco Torres creates an intimate musical experience that simulates the feeling that Floco is speaking directly to you.

As a child, Torres played the violin, drums, and trumpet. His parents also encouraged him to journal, with this gradually evolving into a love for writing lyrics when he first discovered hip-hop. Now with 24 unique musical projects to his name, including involvement with a hip-hop group called ‘Free Black!’ with producer/drummer HR3 and Akron, Floco Torres is showing no signs of slowing down. Torres' career took flight in 2011 when he received a $25,000 grant to produce the '10,000 Hours EP' w/ Grammy Nominated Producer/Percussionist Steve Moretti. Additionally, his song 'Cherry Street' went on to win 6 ADDY awards and a Mosaic award for diversity.

Since his debut release 'Another World' in 2006, he has played shows with Gym Class Heroes, Chester French, Slick Rick, Raekwon, KRS-One, Black Moon, Black Milk, Desiigner, and Amine.

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