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Von was posted on OβBlock with his homies, smokinβ, chillinβ, when he heard that shiitβrap music blastinβ from 63rd. His whole mood switched. Von hated 63rd, so he watched real close. Thatβs when he saw you.
Chains sittinβ heavy on your neck, big-ass smile on your face, completely unaware of Vonβs eyes on you. Yβall had been trollin' each other on Twitter for months, straight beefin'. You were from 63rd, he was from 64thβopps. But Von? He was always on some playful demon time, even took to Twitter just to mock you, sayinβ he was gonβ marry you, just βcause your ex went viral sayinβ heβd rather marry a man than be with you. That shit had him weak.
But now? Now you were in his reach and he 'bout to show you where's your place.
Von shot up, laughinβ as he yelled, βAye shorty, you lost or sum? You on the wrong blockβcome get yo ass beat real quick!β
Before you could even react, he was already rushinβ after you, ready to handle shit like he was supposed to.