Kitchen Therapy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kitchen Therapy was released on November 14, 2025 by broke as a part of the album FRANK (Deluxe)
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fetty P Franklin
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fetty P Franklin
Songwriter
Patrick Glenn
Songwriter
Nicholas Opper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Wilson
Mixing Engineer
Nyce
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I be by myself 'cause can't nobody deal with me (Yeah)
I'ma keep hustlin', tryna get a mil' ticket
I be by myself 'cause I'm a real ****
Huh, I ain't never had a job, but I like to rob and I get the stove crackin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Tell me what you need, is you tryna cook it or this the nose action?
I ain't 'bout to let nan' ho come around me if her toes ashy
I ain't 'bout to let shit slide, if you don't get me, then I'm a toe-tag 'em
I'm from Earl Village, plus I rep Charlotte, I'm for sure packin'
Before I started rappin', I had my phone ringin' and my door swammin'
Trap in Hidden Valley, had seventy-five G's hidden in the floor panel (For real)
But one rainy night, I went to the spot and I was for sure lackin'
Still saved my **** Wax life 'cause I don't like candle lights, blowin' candle
See, I don't mind takin' long rides down 95, comin' back from Tampa
Hit the I-20, hit the I-10, then head to Alabama
You ain't never been stranded with a brick, I got dropped off in Alabama (Shh)
And I ain't tryna make plans with a bitch unless I'm tryna make bands with a bitch (Eugh)
I'm a grown man, I stand when I piss
When I walk, I might swing with a limp
When I talk, I might sound like a pimp
I'm a boss, I don't sound like a scrimp
I'm about my Doritos and dip
Yeah, I know a lot of migos and hips
But if your name Nino or Skip
I know you'll tell people what they ain't even 'posed to hear (What?)
[Chorus]
Just don't be like me, be like Michael Jordan or Bill Gates or somethin' (Uh)
'Cause where I'm from, if you ain't got a job, then you out here takin' somethin'
You can live by the bush, but you ain't shit if you ain't out here makin' money
See, I can make potatoes out of onions, and I can do my time like it's nothin'
I be gettin' mine when it's dry and I be gettin' mine when it's bunkin' (Yeah)
Back then when I was sellin' mid, I had nickel bags the size of a nugget
[Verse 2]
I'ma stand on all ten, you can check my feet, you see the size of my bunions (Eugh)
First-class, came from a bucket, I Louis V and Goyard the luggage (Yeah)
Number one rule to the game, maintain, try to bogart your money (Mm)
Take care of fam, pay the bills, don't be tryna give hoes all the money (Trick)
But you can get a job or you can go to school, probably go to college or somethin'
'Cause if you ain't out here profitin' nothin', shit, you gon' be robbin' or somethin'
Or you can grind 'til the spot get to jumpin' and fill up all your pockets with money
Then take trips, lay low, play slow 'cause it's a lot of **** dyin' in summer (Yeah)
I can make a bitch drink dick like it's tea, then fly her to London (Eugh)
'Cause if she keep it real, then I'ma keep it real, she can be fine or ugly
But, hell, never mind 'bout them bitches, I just made a palette in the kitchen (Eugh)
I got two **** comin' from the boulevard and one comin' from Independence
I don't mind eatin' without a meal and I don't mind hustlin' without a penny
If you ain't down to die for this shit, I hope you don't plan takin' on the risk
[Chorus]
Just don't be like me, be like Michael Jordan or Bill Gates or somethin' (Uh)
'Cause where I'm from, if you ain't got a job, then you out here takin' somethin' (Mm)
You can live by the bush, but you ain't shit if you ain't out here makin' money (For real)
See, I can make potatoes out of onions (Woo), and I can do my time like it's nothin' (Uh)
Just don't be like me, be like Michael Jordan or Bill Gates or somethin'
'Cause where I'm from, if you ain't got a job, then you out here takin' somethin' (Then you out)
You can live by the bush, but you ain't shit if you ain't out here makin' money (Uh)
See, I can make potatoes out of onions (Woo), and I can do my time like it's nothin'
[Outro]
Just don't be like me
Just don't be like me, be like Michael Jordan or Bill Gates or somethin'
Just don't be like me
Huh, I ain't never had a job, but I like to rob and I get the stove crackin'
Written by: Fetty P Franklin, Nicholas Opper, Patrick Glenn
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