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Mr. Relatable Video (MV)




Performed By: K.C. Harris
Length: 3:07
Written by: K.C. Harris
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K.C. Harris - Mr. Relatable Lyrics




They closed my favorite five-star steakhouse
The same week my Bugatti got hit
If that f*cker don't have insurance
I swear, I'm gonna flip my shit

I got passed up on that latest audition
For that new comic book hero film
I don't even like those things anyway
But I think I've had my indie fill

Ever since I got nominated
Work has been just dryin' up slow
I think they think I'm worth more than I am
'Cause no one wants to shell out the dough

I'm not trying to be Mr. Relatable
You've had your struggles
I've had my pain
I'm not asking for your sympathy
Don't call me vain

We all want a little bit more moola
And I know it doesn't hurt
But I think I was happier back in the day
Back when I was poor as dirt

Nothing gets me high like it used to
The parties, the chicks, or the blow
I've been thinking' 'bout tryin' some real f*cked up shit
Maybe just to see how it goes

I'm not trying to be Mr. Relatable
You've had your struggles
I've had my pain
I'm not asking for your sympathy
Don't call me vain
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They closed my favorite five-star steakhouse
The same week my Bugatti got hit
If that f*cker don't have insurance
I swear, I'm gonna flip my shit

I got passed up on that latest audition
For that new comic book hero film
I don't even like those things anyway
But I think I've had my indie fill

Ever since I got nominated
Work has been just dryin' up slow
I think they think I'm worth more than I am
'Cause no one wants to shell out the dough

I'm not trying to be Mr. Relatable
You've had your struggles
I've had my pain
I'm not asking for your sympathy
Don't call me vain

We all want a little bit more moola
And I know it doesn't hurt
But I think I was happier back in the day
Back when I was poor as dirt

Nothing gets me high like it used to
The parties, the chicks, or the blow
I've been thinking' 'bout tryin' some real f*cked up shit
Maybe just to see how it goes

I'm not trying to be Mr. Relatable
You've had your struggles
I've had my pain
I'm not asking for your sympathy
Don't call me vain
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Writer: K.C. Harris
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