What’s poppin everyone, so I have good news👍🏼 😁and bad news😕👎🏼 , the bad news is that in order to better myself and my life I’m going to be taking a break of releasing music for a while , the reason being is cause I’m honestly trying to get known FAST💨 and also to get my shit together and start realizing that this don’t come easy and to make it happen, I will be writing a lot of songs from here on out when I have the time but I gotta stop for a while to build up and save as much I can to get my music on even bigger platforms then iTunes and Spotify and more like DJs and producers , the good news issss, that on my birthday June 22, 2019 I will be releasing a music video 📽🤩 plus audio on big music platforms and it’ll be way better quality music than my usual releases and also my first music video so I hope y’all understand that I’m doing this to better myself and to focus on my well being and purpose , hope y’all have an amazing weekend !! StayTuned&StayBlue💙
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SOOOOOOO, this Christmas book dropping 12/18 will have The Crew run into The Family! Skebo and Racer meet! Check out this sneak peek!
“Welcome to Gush, where we make your dreams explode,” the young receptionist said, eyeballing Skebo like he was a creamy Snickers bar. He knew that look, but smiled anyway. “I’m Sirius Hightower. I have a ten o’clock appointment with Cecily Payne.” “Let me check,” she said, bending down as her full, round breasts greeted him. He turned towards the door, checking his cell. He had a meeting later on with Chico, Keyz and Chello. He wasn’t sure how to tell them he was out, but he was. He’d prayed and reached out to one of the deacons that had taken him under his wing. “Cecily, there’s a Mr. Hightower here to see you,” she said then whispered, “And he is hella fine, too. Girl, you must tell.” He refused to turn around until she let him know that Mrs. Payne was ready for him. He’d watched her on Instagram with her husband, Nazir, who was a local turned world renowned rapper. His hit “When She Loves a Hitta” was number one on the pop and hip hop charts for the past sixteen weeks and counting.
Her husband’s name seemed familiar but he wasn’t quite sure where he knew him from since they grew up in the same neighborhood. By the time Nazir was working for his former boss, Banger, Skebo had been out of the streets for several years. “Mr. Hightower, you can go in.” She stood and walked around to the side of her desk, watching him as he passed by.
As the weather was dropping, Skebo was wearing a very light, soft beige sweater, brown jeans, and Gucci tennis shoes. He finished his look off with a platinum Cartier watch that damn near blinded her. His very much visible wedding band might as well had been invisible as she shot her shot anyway. “I can take an early lunch if you want to ummm… go and get something to eat.” Skebo looked down at her and smirked. Her dress was two sizes too small and her weave needed some work. Her feet, tightly mushed into a fake pair of red bottom shoes, looked like they were hurting. “Listen, no disrespect, but