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The Porsche EP

by Floco Torres

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1.
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)
2.
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
3.
87 911 03:41
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 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 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.” 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
4.
Back Home 03:24
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)

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released July 26, 2016

All tracks were produced by Shawty Slim.
All songs were written by Floco Torres.
“Tell Me” chorus vocals - Charles Davis
Additional instrumentation on “87 911” & “Back Home” - Valente Keen
Executive Producers - Floco Torres, Shawty Slim & G!-manFantastic.
Mixed by JAQUEBEATZ
Mastered by John Horesco IV

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Floco Torres Akron, Ohio

Floco (pronounced Flock-o) Torres is a Hip-Hop musician 37 projects deep into his career. He has envisioned and revisioned his creative expression countless times and with this adaptive style he has gained a steady following for his hip-hop-meets-alternative rock style. Floco continues to redefine hip-hop with his own personal style through his flows, production & graphic design. ... more

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