Chorus:
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
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Am
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Gm C Am Dm
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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
LA, 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
