Goin', Goin', Gone (by Robert Glasper feat. Ro James and Anu Sun)

Lyrics

Paper, dollar, capsule, dollar, pill, smoke, paper
Pay off’s all the same in the end
Pay off’s all the same in the end

Goin’ and goin’ and goin’ and now you’re gone
Goin’ and goin’ and goin’ and now you’re gone
Goin’ and goin’ and goin’ and now you’re gone
Goin’ and goin’ and goin’ and now you’re gone

Popped the pill
And down it flies
Spending time alone
Ease my mind
It isn’t fair
That I have to suffer
How many dollars do I have to take it doesn’t matter

Twenty thousand cells
Dead and blind
Down these likely valleys of my mind
Why can’t the highs get higher
Maybe you should go and get yourself a gun

Paper, dollar, capsule, dollar, pill, smoke, paper
Pay off’s all the same in the end
Pay off’s all the same in the end
Paper, dollar, capsule, dollar, pill, smoke, paper
Pay off’s all the same in the end
Pay off’s all the same in the end

Do my inventory
Under spell
Tryna chase a high
Beyond the ceiling

Sure be nice to sleep awhile
Don’t like the feeling
Maybe I should go and get myself a gun

It isn’t fair
I have to suffer
For a little pleasure
Does it matter
Why can’t high get higher
Maybe I should go and get myself a gun

Liquid, tablet, capsule, powder, fumes, smoke, paper
Liquid, tablet, capsule, powder, fumes, smoke, paper
Liquid, tablet, capsule, powder, fumes, smoke, paper