Vendetta | Nicki Minaj & August Alsina

0.5 Prologue

Adonis Kaymen

4:26 am.

“Aye, but at the end of the day nigga, you keep fuckin with that bitch April, ya dick gone fall off,” Quez yelled from the other side of the house. Everybody in the room started laughing, including myself.

“Man, that was a one time thing,” Trey said tryna defend himself. “I fucked and the bitch gave me top. That’s it.” The laughter slowed down and Trey went and sat on the couch next to me. “But look, it ain’t just me, y’all. Y’all got some dirty dicks too.”

“Yeah, but we ain’t fucking hoes with STDs. You need to get ya ass checked out.” I said checking my phone for some updates on some incoming shipments from Panama.

“Look, I’m not saying y’all need to settle down now, but I really do think y’all need to find a female that can keep you dumb asses together.” Jay said turning away from the Teen Titans cartoon on the tv.

“Just because you got you some loyal pussy don’t mean we need some too. Watch ya lil cartoon, pussy slave.” Quez said walking into the living room. “Besides, we don’t need no bitches. I'm fine with fuckin' new bitches everyday. Plus, we building a fuckin’ empire! We on top now, man. Can’t nobody stop us. We the plug now, and by the end of this month, we gone be running New York, baby.”

He right. We done came from the ground up. We getting our own shit shipped from South America and we got niggas working for us now. I never thought I would see a million dollars in my life, but shit, look at me now. I’m only twenty-two and I’m a muthafuckin’ millionaire. I’on need no damn female. The most that would do is fuck it all up. I’m good with a new broad to fuck everyday just like the homie said.

“Don?” I looked up confused as hell.

“You heard anything I just said?” Trey asked.

“Huh? Nah, what’chu say?” I said as I focused back on our conversation.

“I said, did you get any updates on that new shit coming in?" he said taking his phone out of his pocket.

“Nah, not yet. I mean, it is 5 o’clock in the morning.”

“True, true.”

Jay shot up instantly.

“Lemme get out of here. I ain’t even realize it was this fuckin’ late.” He snatched his jacket from out the couch.

“She gone beat yo aaasss Jonas,” Quez said in a loud whisper. We all bust out laughing.

“I’mma leave too.” Trey said standing up. “She gone beat yo aaassss Trigga,” Quez said again, causing a smaller laughter from all of us, except for Trey.

“Who, nigga?” Trey said with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Yo mama.” We all began laughing hard. Tears forming in my eyes.

“I’on even live with my mama no more.” Trey said trying to defend himself once again.

“Sooo, you homeless?” Quez asked with a straight face.

“Hell naw I ain’t homeless.”

“Well, I damn sure hope you ain’t staying with April.” Quez said lighting a blunt and walking back to his room.

“Whatever nigga.” Trey said halfway out the door with Jay behind him.

The door shut, and I turned my attention to the cartoons playing on the tv with my chin rested on my fist.

This whole time I been sayin’ “Money over bitches,” but what if having one female to myself wasn’t so bad… “Naaah!” I said out loud, laughing to myself.