Текст песни Wholehearted - Stollgan

Writing a song is like trying to get one out that's stuck in your head
Previously unsaid
So you have to go get it out of a pen
But it's different (It's different)
Cause once it comes to fruition you still need someone to listen (So listen)
Because if they don't, does it even exist
Or is it just ramblings about things that I miss
Ink on the page representing my most inner thoughts
Hoping the prose reaches someone with the same feelings that I've got

I ain't ever felt this way before
Cause I've been working on my craft
I've been longing for more, yuh
I ain't ever felt this way before
Taking my time to write these rhymes
It ain't no chore
You'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Wouldn't have it any other way, nuh
Said you'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Music and I are here to stay, yuh

Words turn to sentences and sentences to phrases
Hoping to find a golden verse amongst all of these pages
Trying to create these three-minute memoirs
Storytelling with the proper elements woven into my bars
Painting on the canvas till you draw the right word
String a few more together til you like what ya heard
A certain vibe when you find all the pieces that fit
The way the metaphors hit and how the similes click, yeah

I ain't ever felt this way before
Cause I've been working on my craft
I've been longing for more, yuh
I ain't ever felt this way before
Taking my time to write these rhymes
It ain't no chore
You'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Wouldn't have it any other way, nuh
Said you'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Music and I are here to stay, yuh

Try and find growth every time I write my rhymes
And flex my pen after the ink dries on each and every line
You hope one can relate to the pain in a verse
I write for therapy though, relatability never comes first
It's cathartic
The main reason I initially started
Full hearted
With so much to say, aiming at all targets
Hit the bullseye
I have more and hoping that y'all listen
So I can take this to the stage and show you what the game is missing

I ain't ever felt this way before
Cause I've been working on my craft
I've been longing for more, yuh
I ain't ever felt this way before
Taking my time to write these rhymes
It ain't no chore
You'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Wouldn't have it any other way, nuh
Said you'll find me in the hood
Making songs all day
Music and I are here to stay, yuh

I've been working on my craft
I've been working on my craft, making songs all day
I've been working on my craft
Music and I are here to stay, yuh

I ain't ever felt this way before
Cause I've been working on my craft
I've been longing for more, yuh
I ain't ever felt this way before
Taking my time to write these rhymes
It ain't no chore

There's no denying the feeling of change
Once the song's been arranged after so many days
Hoping the hard work has paid
It's dividends
Will my friends
Understand what it is that I did
Will anyone even give a shit
Making songs I hope you'll play
That's why you'll catch me working on my craft every day

Now I've been feeling some kind of way
Music is my master craft and there is no other way
I want to be remembered for this, so please write my name in stone
These songs are more to me than you'll probably ever know