Dm            Am
I'm a free bird, I don't march to a drum
         Gm                    C     Am     Dm
But Your heart is the kick and I'm only the reverb
       Am                     Gm
So whatever You say, I'm Your echo effect
         C     Am       Dm
I'm Your echo, I'm Your reverb


[Interlude x2]
         Am
La da da da da da da
Gm            C     Am   Dm
  la da da da da da da a a

[Verse]
Dm                              Am
  Tryna build a box, got a 4 by 4
                                   Gm
Tryna fit me in, man, Ima need more
                      C
Got a 6 by 6, 10 by 10
           Am               Dm
Just gimme 16, Ima drop you in
                                  Am
Ima girl on a beat, tryna be an emcee
                            Gm
But we all know I make pop CD's
                                 C               Am
I can drop a beat, fake like I'm cool, but I was homeschooled
              Dm
I can write a song but can't right my wrongs
             Am
I'm a broken vessel like the rest of y'all
            Gm
My heart is heavy, my boots are scuffed
      C                  Am
Truth is, real talk, I'm not enough
        Dm
I can't be myself 'cause I'm not my own
Am
A , Atlanta ain't my home
  Gm
I belong to the King who gave His life
         C               Am
And everyday might be my last night
     Dm
So I stand up, shoulders back
     Am
With confidence I tell the world that
      Gm
Never gonna be as good as we think
   C                 Am
So raise a voice and be...


[Chorus]
Dm                 Am
Free bird, I don't march to a drum
         Gm                    C     Am     Dm
But Your heart is the kick and I'm only the reverb
       Am                     Gm
So whatever You say, I'm Your echo effect
         C     Am       Dm
I'm Your echo, I'm Your reverb

[Interlude x2]
         Am
La da da da da da da
Gm            C     Am   Dm
  la da da da da da da a a