[{"id":6169018,"name":"Publishing Checks","trackName":"Publishing Checks","artistName":"Wale","albumName":"Summer on Sunset","duration":167.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit my destiny\nBeen out and I dress in Drais\nAn hour with the back and forth\nMade a mortgage from housing beats\nThe devil, you bother me\nGot a chopper I never squeeze\nNo Wahala, I play for keeps\nAnd my drama baratata at your feet\nBut back to that rapper shit\nThat backpack, not that trapper shit\nI'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\nAnd Visvim and moccasins\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nI spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\nI make this shit back on my publishing\n\nCheck out my publishing\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nMan I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\nNow this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\nThink about it, who been alive?\nThey fronting on the product\nKept it real when I got my deal\nIn the field and I'm feeling proper\nNiggas say I don't got it\nI just say I don't get 'em\nI'm a giant that play with jets\nYou guessed, I'm a dome splitter\nSent up some lil niggas\nAin't back down from no niggas\nSince I was in the county\nY'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\nPut on that for the city\nRecord shit for the city\nFinessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\nDon't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\nFuck is my publishing?\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nAnd I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\nNow I got this shit jumping like Manigault","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Publishing Checks\n  artist: Wale\n  album: Summer on Sunset\n  duration_ms: 167000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This shit my destiny\n  Been out and I dress in Drais\n  An hour with the back and forth\n  Made a mortgage from housing beats\n  The devil, you bother me\n  Got a chopper I never squeeze\n  No Wahala, I play for keeps\n  And my drama baratata at your feet\n  But back to that rapper shit\n  That backpack, not that trapper shit\n  I'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\n  And Visvim and moccasins\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  I spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\n  I make this shit back on my publishing\n\n  Check out my publishing\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  Man I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\n  Now this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\n  Think about it, who been alive?\n  They fronting on the product\n  Kept it real when I got my deal\n  In the field and I'm feeling proper\n  Niggas say I don't got it\n  I just say I don't get 'em\n  I'm a giant that play with jets\n  You guessed, I'm a dome splitter\n  Sent up some lil niggas\n  Ain't back down from no niggas\n  Since I was in the county\n  Y'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\n  Put on that for the city\n  Record shit for the city\n  Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\n  Don't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\n  Fuck is my publishing?\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  And I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\n  Now I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n"},{"id":21576091,"name":"Publishing Checks","trackName":"Publishing Checks","artistName":"Wale","albumName":"Summer on Sunset, Vol. 1","duration":170.605714,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit my destiny\nBeen out and I dress in Drais\nAn hour with the back and forth\nMade a mortgage from housing beats\nThe devil, you bother me\nGot a chopper I never squeeze\nNo Wahala, I play for keeps\nAnd my drama baratata at your feet\nBut back to that rapper shit\nThat backpack, not that trapper shit\nI'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\nAnd Visvim and moccasins\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nI spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\nI make this shit back on my publishing\n\nCheck out my publishing\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nMan I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\nNow this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\nThink about it, who been alive?\nThey fronting on the product\nKept it real when I got my deal\nIn the field and I'm feeling proper\nNiggas say I don't got it\nI just say I don't get 'em\nI'm a giant that play with jets\nYou guessed, I'm a dome splitter\nSent up some lil niggas\nAin't back down from no niggas\nSince I was in the county\nY'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\nPut on that for the city\nRecord shit for the city\nFinessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\nDon't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\nFuck is my publishing?\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nAnd I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\nNow I got this shit jumping like Manigault","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Publishing Checks\n  artist: Wale\n  album: Summer on Sunset, Vol. 1\n  duration_ms: 170606\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This shit my destiny\n  Been out and I dress in Drais\n  An hour with the back and forth\n  Made a mortgage from housing beats\n  The devil, you bother me\n  Got a chopper I never squeeze\n  No Wahala, I play for keeps\n  And my drama baratata at your feet\n  But back to that rapper shit\n  That backpack, not that trapper shit\n  I'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\n  And Visvim and moccasins\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  I spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\n  I make this shit back on my publishing\n\n  Check out my publishing\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  Man I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\n  Now this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\n  Think about it, who been alive?\n  They fronting on the product\n  Kept it real when I got my deal\n  In the field and I'm feeling proper\n  Niggas say I don't got it\n  I just say I don't get 'em\n  I'm a giant that play with jets\n  You guessed, I'm a dome splitter\n  Sent up some lil niggas\n  Ain't back down from no niggas\n  Since I was in the county\n  Y'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\n  Put on that for the city\n  Record shit for the city\n  Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\n  Don't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\n  Fuck is my publishing?\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  And I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\n  Now I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n"},{"id":21582786,"name":"Publishing Checks","trackName":"Publishing Checks","artistName":"Wale","albumName":"Summer On Sunset, vol. 1","duration":171.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit my destiny\nBeen out and I dress in Drais\nAn hour with the back and forth\nMade a mortgage from housing beats\nThe devil, you bother me\nGot a chopper I never squeeze\nNo Wahala, I play for keeps\nAnd my drama baratata at your feet\nBut back to that rapper shit\nThat backpack, not that trapper shit\nI'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\nAnd Visvim and moccasins\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nYou tripping, I got the shit\nI spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\nI make this shit back on my publishing\n\nCheck out my publishing\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nMan I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\nNow this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\nThink about it, who been alive?\nThey fronting on the product\nKept it real when I got my deal\nIn the field and I'm feeling proper\nNiggas say I don't got it\nI just say I don't get 'em\nI'm a giant that play with jets\nYou guessed, I'm a dome splitter\nSent up some lil niggas\nAin't back down from no niggas\nSince I was in the county\nY'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\nPut on that for the city\nRecord shit for the city\nFinessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\nDon't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\nFuck is my publishing?\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nKind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\nAnd I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\nNow my head is spinng, where that antidote\nBitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\nNow I got this shit jumping like Manigault","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Publishing Checks\n  artist: Wale\n  album: Summer On Sunset, vol. 1\n  duration_ms: 171000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This shit my destiny\n  Been out and I dress in Drais\n  An hour with the back and forth\n  Made a mortgage from housing beats\n  The devil, you bother me\n  Got a chopper I never squeeze\n  No Wahala, I play for keeps\n  And my drama baratata at your feet\n  But back to that rapper shit\n  That backpack, not that trapper shit\n  I'm addicted to fashion and bitches 'bout action\n  And Visvim and moccasins\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  You tripping, I got the shit\n  I spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\n  I make this shit back on my publishing\n\n  Check out my publishing\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  Man I'm Lunch'n, I just them edibles\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause you'r man a hoe\n  Now this shit jump'n like Manigault\n\n  Think about it, who been alive?\n  They fronting on the product\n  Kept it real when I got my deal\n  In the field and I'm feeling proper\n  Niggas say I don't got it\n  I just say I don't get 'em\n  I'm a giant that play with jets\n  You guessed, I'm a dome splitter\n  Sent up some lil niggas\n  Ain't back down from no niggas\n  Since I was in the county\n  Y'all was giving dick to all the quarter bitches\n  Put on that for the city\n  Record shit for the city\n  Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\n  Don't tell me they drawing, you got a minute?\n\n  Fuck is my publishing?\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All the niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Kind of clumsy, I might let that Baretta go\n  And I'm lunch'n, I just ate them edibls\n  Now my head is spinng, where that antidote\n  Bitch I'm trying to mold you cause your man a hoe\n  Now I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n"},{"id":36435616,"name":"Publishing Checks (Prod by Kris Minor)","trackName":"Publishing Checks (Prod by Kris Minor)","artistName":"Wale","albumName":"Summer On Sunset","duration":167.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit my destiny\nVan Gogh and I dress in Dries\n\nI network the back and forth\nMade a mortgage from housing beats\nThe devil you balcony\nGot a chopper I never squeeze\nNo wahala, I play for keeps\nAnd my drummer brrratata at your feet\nBut back to that rapping shit\n\nThe backpack not that trapper shit\n\nI'm addicted to fashion and bitches\nBout action and Visvim's and moccasins\nYou trippin' I got the shit\nYou trippin' I got the shit\nI spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\nI make this shit back on my publishing\n\nCheck out my publishing\nAll them niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll them niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nMan I'm clumsy I might let Beretta go\nNow I'm lunching I just ate an edible\nNow my head is spinning where the antidote\nBitch I'm tryna mold you cause your man a hoe\nNow I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n\nSuicide doors, who the fuck is you gon' ride for?\nYou a man or you a boy?\nBreak the site, break the mall, your call\nFuck with me though\n\nThink about who been alive\nThey fronted on the product\nKept it real when I got my deal\nIn the field and I'm feeling proper\nNiggas say I don't got it\n\nI just say I don't get 'em\nI'm a giant that play with jets\nYou gassed I'm a dome splitter\nSince I'm below niggas\nAin't back down from no niggas\nSince I was in the county I was giving dick to all the courted bitches\nPut on this for the city\nRecord this shit for the city\nFinessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\nDon't tell me Big Sean, you got a minute?\n\nFuck is my publishing\nAll them niggas who with me don't love a bitch\nAll them niggas who with me don't love a hoe\nMan I'm clumsy I might let Beretta go\nNow I'm lunching I just ate them edibles\nNow my head is spinning where the antidote\nAnd I'm tryna mold you cause your man a hoe\nAnd I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n\nReal loud, they gon' respect me dog\nSalute me baby, for every chapter I've\nOutlasted these rap characters and shit\nPutting up masters for platinum plaques with this rapping and shit\nAnd while I'm at it man, shout out to the\nHighly touted Warner Chappell staff and shit\nFuck with me\nBlue moon","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Publishing Checks (Prod by Kris Minor)\n  artist: Wale\n  album: Summer On Sunset\n  duration_ms: 167000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This shit my destiny\n  Van Gogh and I dress in Dries\n\n  I network the back and forth\n  Made a mortgage from housing beats\n  The devil you balcony\n  Got a chopper I never squeeze\n  No wahala, I play for keeps\n  And my drummer brrratata at your feet\n  But back to that rapping shit\n\n  The backpack not that trapper shit\n\n  I'm addicted to fashion and bitches\n  Bout action and Visvim's and moccasins\n  You trippin' I got the shit\n  You trippin' I got the shit\n  I spend it and spend it and spend it and spend it\n  I make this shit back on my publishing\n\n  Check out my publishing\n  All them niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All them niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Man I'm clumsy I might let Beretta go\n  Now I'm lunching I just ate an edible\n  Now my head is spinning where the antidote\n  Bitch I'm tryna mold you cause your man a hoe\n  Now I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n\n  Suicide doors, who the fuck is you gon' ride for?\n  You a man or you a boy?\n  Break the site, break the mall, your call\n  Fuck with me though\n\n  Think about who been alive\n  They fronted on the product\n  Kept it real when I got my deal\n  In the field and I'm feeling proper\n  Niggas say I don't got it\n\n  I just say I don't get 'em\n  I'm a giant that play with jets\n  You gassed I'm a dome splitter\n  Since I'm below niggas\n  Ain't back down from no niggas\n  Since I was in the county I was giving dick to all the courted bitches\n  Put on this for the city\n  Record this shit for the city\n  Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing\n  Don't tell me Big Sean, you got a minute?\n\n  Fuck is my publishing\n  All them niggas who with me don't love a bitch\n  All them niggas who with me don't love a hoe\n  Man I'm clumsy I might let Beretta go\n  Now I'm lunching I just ate them edibles\n  Now my head is spinning where the antidote\n  And I'm tryna mold you cause your man a hoe\n  And I got this shit jumping like Manigault\n\n  Real loud, they gon' respect me dog\n  Salute me baby, for every chapter I've\n  Outlasted these rap characters and shit\n  Putting up masters for platinum plaques with this rapping and shit\n  And while I'm at it man, shout out to the\n  Highly touted Warner Chappell staff and shit\n  Fuck with me\n  Blue moon\n"}]