The singer was filmed holding a gun
And shooting at two guys who had just tried to jump him
Those guys belong to a crew linked to his peer Rondodasosa
Who wasn’t on the scene at the time
The two artists have had beef for a while
You point your finger at me like I’m guilty
And you take sides without knowing why
In a war that isn’t yours
Just to cash in and spread hate
I’m at war with fakes who sell out for pennies
Everybody turns their back ’cause it suits ’em
Rather than sit among snakes I stay alone
I’ve always done it with my own hands
I never sent people out, they drag my name in
Because they know it pays off
But here folks switch up and wanna eat off me
Twist the perception so they can make ’em hate me
Off so-called evidence that ain’t even real
I really live this life, don’t mix me with the rest
They wanna wipe me out, f*ck these papers
Tell me what kind of life is this
Since I started rapping my life ain’t been the same
If this was the price, I’d have stayed in the sh*t
At least there we’re all the same and nobody leaves you on the ground
Why you waging war on me? Wanna see me lose it?
I’m the only one who can save me if I snap
’Cause in this world there’s no consistency anymore
Where I can’t find peace it’s ’cause I’ve only got war around me
Journalists write pieces louder than shots at the range
TVs blasting it, the news reaches me
My mom can’t believe it, asks if it’s all true
I think, “Somebody set me up in this sh*t, I got nothing to do with it”
I say, “Mom, don’t worry, we’ll make it”
“It’s not just street beef, calm down”
“I trust God, the truth will surface sooner or later”
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” that’s what they call me
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” but they don’t know that
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” I wonder why
Don’t tag me as the mastermind if you don’t know who pulled the strings
Accusing with no proof is some snitch sh*t
I hate this situation, I hate having to fake it
I hate these fake faces, I hate these vipers
But being in this system only taught me
Nobody’s your friend when you try to win
Cursed is the man who trusts another man
’Cause here everyone’s cool till they want your spot
And there’s no remorse in betrayal, so I’m twice as careful
What’s missing? Your breath, when the pressure’s on you
They hate you for the money or for your success
Be it hate, love, or a feeling left unsaid
Better alone than with fakes giving fake affection
I just can’t pretend, I’d end up hating myself
Real till death, death don’t faze us
’Cause this life’s a test, don’t lose its meaning
Yeah, this generation needs a role model
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” that’s what they call me
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” but they don’t know that
“Mastermind, mastermind, mastermind,” I wonder why
Don’t tag me as the mastermind if you don’t know who pulled the strings
Accusing with no proof is some snitch sh*t