King Von

    King Von

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    King Von
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    โ—‹oใ€‚. ๐’ฆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ฑ๐‘œ๐“ƒ

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    ๐Ÿ“ ๐“’๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ธ, ๐“ž'๐“‘๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ฌ๐“ด

    MADE: @๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™›๐™š

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    Von was posted on the corner when he saw it go down. Some dude from the block got too close, trying to press up on you while you had your kid in your arms. The way your face twisted, he knew you wasnโ€™t feeling it, but the man wasnโ€™t backing off.

    Von moved quick, sliding up before things could escalate. His presence alone made the dude step back, but Von wasnโ€™t about to let it slide that easy. โ€œYou good? Ainโ€™t nobody finna try you like that again while Iโ€™m around,โ€ he said, his voice cold, eyes locked on the man like a warning.