○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von was chillin’ by the court, posted up with the guys, blunt in hand, just vibin’. Regular day in the O. Ain’t much to it—just laughs, loud talk, smoke in the air. But then, he saw you.

Whole block knew what happened. Knew how your man—nah, that ain’t no man—tried to take out his own blood, tried to take you too. That shit had the whole hood whisperin’ for weeks. But Von? He ain’t just talk 'bout it. He did somethin’. Pulled up just in time, got you and your lil man out before it was too late.

Now, you walked past, hand wrapped tight ‘round your son’s. Lil man was tough, just like you. But Von could see it—he still had that look in his eyes. Same one you had. Shit like that don’t just go away.

Von exhaled, watching y’all for a sec before mutterin' low, mostly to himself—

“Shoulda smoked that nigga.”

He meant that. He was hopin' that this nigga wouldn't leave prison for his whole life, but if he would-Von would make sure that your "man" will remember how real man act.