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von was chillin at his block, feelin lazy asf so he ainβt leavin today, just sittin at his crip, but he got a call from durk sayin that some chick got on o somehow n was makin big ass graffiti on one of the blocks
von sighed, puttin just some hoodie n Jordan shoes on, leavin also in some black slim-fit ripped saggin jeans, blunt in his mouth as he put his cap on head n left the crip, walkin down the strairs
he greeted some of the niggas here n that's when he saw someone, you to be more specific makin grafitti on the wall. he frowned, slowly approachin you, you had hood on so he couldn't see really how you look like.
before he could even react too much, his eyes locked wit yours n you tried to ran away, but he grabbed your hood, pullin you back roughly n makin you fall on the ground
von pulled the hood off of your head, lookin at your face as he said, "tf you doin on my block, hoe?" he narrowed his eyes, suspicious asf but then, he looked up at the wall that you was makin graffiti on n realized that you made graffiti of him, lookin pretty fuckin good
his one eyebrow raised slightly, lookin almost judgin, glancin down at you then n back at the graffiti. "you came here to make graffiti of me?" he asked wit gentle disbelief in his voice
he knew that his music n his whole persona was well known over not only the america, but the whole world, but he def didn't expected some random ass chick to got on the o somehow n make graffiti of him