Gone

**Gone** is a remix to the unreleased song Leave Me Alone by Juice WRLD and also combined with another unreleased song, Back in Chicago by Juice WRLD. The song is the seventy-second song Red had uploaded to his YouTube channel on March 5, 2022.

## Description

On "Gone", Red Limits once again remixes Back in Chicago, after using it in the first January 2022 remix Lose You. Juice WRLD raps on being on tour, drugs, and the idea on wealth creates happiness. Red produces an instrumental in which has a BPM of 158 and a key of E minor. In addition to the amazing production of the remix, Red uploads a Skyler Graphics cover art of Juice WRLD with a knife, wearing a purple hoodie. The cover art looks a little bit identical to the one used for the March 2021 remix, Evil Faces.

## Lyrics

Mmm, no, no, no (Ooh)

Ayy

Uh (Ah)

Ay

Leave me alone, Lean in the snow-cone

Got my cheese, provolone, money make me whole

Nah, I'm lying, it could never fill the void in my soul

Making out with the drugs, give 'em a kiss, then I'm gone

Travel the world, shows at the Gold Coast

Feel like James Bond, driftin' in a speedboat

n\*gga you ain't hard, what you made of, of, of, of?

Fucked twenty broads in my lair

Stomp the yard, leave yo ass like Breezy

Goon goblin, shit like Lil Wheezy

Movin' up like the Jeffersons, lil bitch, no little Wheezy

That bitch don't want me, that lil bitch need me

Huh, I'm on top, bitch, huh

I get top, bitch, in a drop top whip,

First time in Cali'

I was in a Bentley truck

Brodie had the semi struck

Dare a n\*gga to run it up,

Ayy, I remember I would crack cards

Now I crack broads

I done too far, ayy

I remember takin' Xan bars

Wakin' up passed out in the front yard

Ayy, huh

You want no smoke, huh, ayy

LOL, laugh to the bank, but it ain't no joke, huh, ayy

You ain't rich, n\*gga, you know that you broke, huh

You know you a bitch, n\*gga, yeah

You know, you know, huh, ayy

Your girlfriend got my name tatted on her breast, uh

You ain't see it yet? You ain't see it yet? Huh, ayy

On top, getting top from a hot thot

Pull up on 'em on a hot block

Jump a n\*gga like hopscotch

Ah

Na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na

Na na, no, na na, no, no

Leave me alone, Lean in the snow-cone

Got my cheese, provolone, money make me whole

Nah, I'm lying, it could never fill the void in my soul

Making out with the drugs, give 'em a kiss, then I'm gone

Travel the world, shows at the Gold Coast

Feel like James Bond, driftin' in a speedboat

n\*gga you ain't hard, what you made of, of, of, of?

Fucked twenty broads in my lair

Wraith shit

Like a race, shit, I'm livin' in the Matrix

I Molly pop, like a rave, bitch, my love is rage, bitch

I'm faded, fuck is you sayin'? I'm in an airplane

Momma, I made it, gambled all my chips like I'm in Vegas

Okay then, uh, say they wanna kill me, say they wanna drill me, uh

Okay then

Said she wanna know me, said she wanna feel me, bitch okay then

We can play then

I'ma hypnotize you with my voice and my cadence, yeah

Pop a Xan, I'm fucked her, then forget it

Pop it like a zit

Pull up on the scene, choppa aimin' with the stick, yeah

I don't got no problems same the place, same the pic, yeah

R. Kelly with that bitch, I'ma take a piss, yeah

Tell 'em rest in piss, yeah, tell 'em rest in clips, yeah

Tell 'em rest in this, yeah, they can suck a dick, yeah

Blackout the night, damn, look like an eclipse, yeah

They was talkin' down to me, way to how get hit, yeah

I make hit after hit, I won't miss, check my stacks

Run up on me, you get popped

After that I pop a flat

May hit yo' bitch from the back

She gon' have a asthma attack

Run up with that choppa, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm finna let it blast

That bitch sing just like she CeCe Winans

Fuck her, now she moaning and she whinin'

Percocets with the strong marijuana

I'm really Drake wit' it, I started from the bottom

Came a long way from the basement

Perkies had me shakin' in that bitch like a Haitian

'Member when I almost overdosed off the green shit

'Member when I almost took too much (Too much, yeah)

Leave me alone, Lean in the snow-cone

Got my cheese, provolone, money make me whole

Nah, I'm lying, it could never fill the void in my soul

Making out with the drugs, give 'em a kiss, then I'm gone

Travel the world, shows at the Gold Coast

Feel like James Bond, driftin' in a speedboat

n\*gga you ain't hard, what you made of, of, of, of?

Fucked twenty broads in my lair